Your Mama Legacy

The last weeks of August, a season fading. Am I prepared for the next? Have I, am I, doing enough? 

What are your dreams? Ask the self-help sources. Be honest, what do you really want? Or, my favorite, what legacy do you hope to leave? 

Hopewriters coach Brian Dixon says share your struggles. Your mess is your message. Vulnerability is connection.

Well, mamas, here’s my mess today. 

I run from the legacy that matters. I’m tempted to escape the mama grind, daydream of external accolades, worry if I’m missing something. Many times I fight the lies, but many times I don’t. I want to shamefully hide, “girl, count your blessings!” 

I read my Bible, know the truths; yet the daily battle’s the same. Remembering the unconditional love. A human being; not a human doing! 

The lessons from this summer have taught that I’m not alone. My experiences, books, conversations, in some form or another, show the universal struggle of 1 John 2:15. 

Keep our eyes on the eternal. 
Trust not of this world.
Focus on the present. 
Order our priorities. 
Remember the season. 

Yes - Dream! Plan! Work-hard! Just not out of order. Not for the world’s sake. Not by expense of our entrusted eternal souls. 

Mamas, never, ever forget, the most important legacy - our family, our motherhood. The big made from small. Our mama presence, our diaper changing smiles, our bedtime tucks, our tired prayers. 

As we feel the new season coming, remember the hidden blessings from the last. Maybe it wasn’t what we asked for, maybe we’re still scared, maybe we feel like a mess.

Change our lens to the eternal.

Look not to the vast oceans of overwhelm, but to the little ones beside us. This beautiful picture helps. "I alone cannot change the world, but I can cast a stone across the waters to create many ripples,” said Mother Teresa. 

Mamas, our children are our ripples. Our Tuesday mornings, in whatever form they take, matter. It’s ok we need the daily reminder.

What can we take with us after the new season, and this fleeting world pass? We know. 

What’s your relatable mess in comments?? What legacy do you hope to leave? 

We got this mama! No time for the devil today! 🙌🏻😍👊🙏

In Joy,

Alex