Grace In The Middle

There is so much noise right now.

Not just the obvious kind—phones buzzing, news screaming, social media telling us who we should be and what we should believe—but the quieter noise too. The pressure. The expectations. The feeling that if we don’t keep up, we’re somehow failing.

Motherhood is loud.

Faith can feel complicated.

And the world? Constantly shouting for our attention.

Some days I wake up already tired. Not because I didn’t sleep, but because my mind never really shut off. Kids to raise. Decisions to make. A culture that feels upside down. A constant pull to be more, do more, prove more.

And right in the middle of all of it, I keep hearing a quieter voice.

Not demanding.

Not flashy.

Not panicked.

Just steady.

“Follow Me.”

This blog exists because I’m learning—daily, imperfectly—to choose Jesus in the middle of the noise. Not after life gets quieter. Not when I have more time. Not when I finally feel like I have it all together. But right here. In the mess. In the questions. In the middle.

I don’t have a dramatic testimony or all the answers. What I do have is a deep belief that Jesus is still who He says He is, even when the world feels chaotic. Especially then.

My faith is rooted in Scripture, anchored in grace, and centered on Jesus alone. I believe the Gospel is simple, powerful, and life-changing—not because it makes life easy, but because it makes us anchored. I believe motherhood is holy work. I believe obedience often looks small and unseen. And I believe God meets us exactly where we are, not where we think we should be.

This space isn’t about pretending life is quiet or polished. It’s about choosing Jesus when it’s not.

Choosing Him:

• when parenting feels overwhelming

• when faith feels stretched

• when culture feels loud and confusing

• when comparison creeps in

• when I don’t have the right words but still show up

Some days choosing Jesus looks like opening my Bible.

Other days it looks like whispering a prayer over a sink full of dishes.

And some days, it’s simply choosing not to harden my heart.

Grace doesn’t wait for us to get it right. It meets us in the middle.

If you’re here because you’re tired, questioning, or quietly longing for something deeper—welcome. You don’t need to clean yourself up to belong here. You don’t need perfect faith or perfect words.

Just a willingness to choose Jesus again. And again. And again.

Even in a loud world.

⸻Today’s Scripture

“Be still and know that I am God.” — Psalm 46:10

“Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith.” — Hebrews 12:2