For years I stumbled around blindly, just doing whatever the crowd was doing, Going with the flow, following the current and checking off the boxes. I sort of felt like a robot, but then again - robots don’t know any better, cause they’re robots right? Eventually, that little nagging feeling pulled on me enough to cause me to start digging, and asking questions. I found out that the rabbit hole went a lot deeper than I’d thought - or hoped - and that was just the beginning.
There is so much conflicting info out there. There are a thousand paths to follow, everyone has their own opinions, beliefs & upbringing... Usually pretty strong feelings are attached to those… How can we know what is right? What is safe? If we weren’t brought up to check labels, cook from scratch and support our bodies before trouble strikes - how do we find our way in the ever growing sea of info out there?
How can we support our immune systems? Recover quickly when sickness does strike? Deal with the pressures of life without breaking or constantly putting pharmaceuticals in our bodies? What about food, what do these confusing labels mean? How can we clean our homes without poisoning our families? How do we afford to stay home and homeschool our multi-aged children while juggling everything else that life throws our way? Is there any relief on the horizon? Can I just get a break!?
I struggled for over a decade wondering if I was doing the right things, wondering how to do the right things. Endless hours spent researching, asking questions and begging God for an answer. Why was it so difficult to just function? I prayed for an older woman - a "crunchy" Titus 2 woman - to come into my life and ease my mind. To train me, to teach me how to love my husband and children, to nurture and care for their minds, hearts & bodies. To show me how to fulfill my role as a mom, housewife and gatekeeper of my home. I had glimpses of this here and there, and I cherished every ounce of wisdom I gleaned. But… a lot of it I had to learn the hard way, on my own.
Friend, fellow mama, I want to be that lighthouse for you. Let’s be clear - no one is there, ok? None of us have arrived at Destination Perfection… But, for those of us who have stepped in some land mines along the way, figured out how to navigate around them and came out kicking on the other side - we know there is hope… And, want to share that hope with you. Give you a leg up, a fighting chance, a shoulder to lean on and a life raft for the inevitable. Cause, them storms do blow!
2 Corinthians 1-3 says “Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God.”
We can lift one another up, be our “sisters keeper”, a helping hand and a beacon of hope on this journey called life. Join our community of moms just trying to survive, sharing the knowledge that we have and empowering others to do the same. You are seen, you are heard and you are loved. Knowledge is power.