As Mother’s Day approaches, many families are preparing to gather—sharing meals, laughing with loved ones, and honoring the women who’ve shaped their lives. Mothers, grandmothers, great-grandmothers. What a gift it is to see generations together. Truly, it’s a beautiful blessing from the Lord.

But I also know this day can feel more like a wound than a celebration.

Maybe you’re grieving a mother you lost—recently or long ago. I lost mine not too long ago. She passed just a week before Mother’s Day, and tomorrow marks two years. I’ll be honest: it still hurts. Some days catch me off guard. Grief doesn’t follow a tidy schedule.

Maybe you’re mourning a child you never got to hold, or recovering from a miscarriage in silence. I’ve been there too. After a heartbreaking miscarriage, I truly wondered if I’d ever become a mother.

Maybe your relationship with your children is broken, and you don’t know how to fix it.

Maybe you’re single and longing for a family.

Maybe you’re battling infertility or waiting to be matched for adoption.

Maybe you're a mom in the thick of it—but instead of joy, you feel exhaustion and guilt.

Dear sister, hear me: You are not alone. God sees you. He holds your sorrow. He knows your story from beginning to end—and He has not left you.

He is the God who gives and takes away. And still—blessed be the name of the Lord (Job 1:21). Even when we don’t understand. Even when it hurts. Even when the waiting feels endless. He is still good.

This Sunday, when you walk into church, remember this: we’re not heading in to celebrate ourselves or our motherhood or our stories—we’re heading in to worship the One. The One who holds every joy and every sorrow. The One who doesn’t change. The One who is worthy, even when our hearts are heavy.

Even if you don’t understand what He’s doing right now—He is still your joy. He is your strength (Nehemiah 8:10). You don’t have to walk into that sanctuary pretending. And you certainly don’t have to walk through any of this alone.

Jesus says: “Come to me, all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”  -Matthew 11:28 

Sisters, He meant it.

So whether this Mother’s Day finds you celebrating, grieving, waiting, or holding on by a thread—run to Him. Lay it at His feet. His Word is sufficient. His grace is real. His love is steadfast.

And if you need someone to talk to, I’m here, too.

And one more thing, friend—look for beauty this week. Maybe it's in a blooming flower, a hot cup of coffee, a child’s laughter, or even a moment of quiet. These little gifts don’t fix the ache, but they whisper that He’s near.  

“Because of the Lord’s faithful love we do not perish, for his mercies never end. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness!” - Lamentations 3:22-23

You are deeply loved. Keep going. 

Andrea