What God Would Say to the Mom Who Doubts She’s Good Enough

You fear you’re not good enough.

Who said you had to be enough? I’m the One who is enough. When you accept this, you can stop trying to prove yourself…doesn’t that sound like freedom? When you accept your weakness, I can be your strength. Let your weakness be an alarm in your soul to remind you to talk to Me.

You fear that you have to hold it together.

You’re the one who plans meals, knows the schedule, and stays up waiting for curfew to come. What would it look like if you dropped the ball? Here’s the deal: you’re going to drop the ball. At some point, you’ll forget to pick up a kid somewhere. You’ll send him to school without lunch. You’ll give bad advice. You’ll lose your temper. And My grace redeems it all.

You fear falling apart.

But I didn’t design you to be perfect and to hold it all together. I created you to be dependent, to be obedient, and to trust Me. I’m the only One who holds all things together.

You fear getting it wrong.

Some of the striving comes from your belief that you’re responsible for figuring all this out. You read every book, listen to every podcast, talk to every friend, and yet, you feel completely stumped on what to do and how to handle things. You’re playing mommy-whack-a-mole, and you’re exhausted.

Daughter, remember that I’m the One who dreamed up the idea of parenting and created you to be your child’s parent. Do you think that I’m going to leave you on your own? You aren’t alone—I equip you with what you need. Call My name when you need help, and I’ll answer.

Here’s one final thing to remember.

My beloved daughter, parenting is not, has never been, and will never be about you having it all together, the success of your kids, or fulfilling the law of Good Mom. Parenting is how I further your sanctification.

Motherhood is a divine opportunity for Me to come alongside you, to love you, and for you to turn to Me because you feel so utterly not-enough.

Hear me: You’re a very good mom.

With you always,
Your Eternal Dad


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Jill McCormick
Jill McCormick
Jill McCormick is the writer behind jillemccormick.com, a blog where she shares common-sense grace with the try-hard girl. Jill’s married to her high school sweetheart Ryan. They live in South Texas with their two daughters, born 18 months apart. Most days you’ll find her with a book in her hand or a podcast in her ears. She starts and ends everyday with sprinkles: on oatmeal for breakfast and on ice cream for dessert.

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