I see you, mama.

When you’re awake in the middle of the night while everyone else is sound asleep; I see you.

When you’re so dang tired you put your shirt on inside out; I see you.

When you’re microwaving your coffee for the fifteenth time because every time you sit down to drink it, someone needs you; I see you.

When you’re eating cold Chinese food with one hand while holding a crying baby in the other; I see you.

When you lock yourself in the bathroom just so you can have one quick moment of peace; I see you.

When the dishes pile up and the laundry isn’t done and you feel like a failure because you “didn’t get anything done today”; I see you.

When you’re crying on the floor because you just don’t have anything left to give; I see you.

When you feel invisible to the world around you and you’ve lost yourself in the demands of this season; I see you.

I see you, mama.
And so does Jesus.

You are passionately pursued by a King who perfectly designed you for such a time as this.

You are strong, you are loved, and you are absolutely more than enough…

Even when.

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