Seeds That Speak

It was a normal school day and I packed my son’s snacks like I always do. When he got home, he said, “Mommy, I had to share my snacks with my friend.”

I smiled and asked why. He said, “because my friend didn’t have any and mommy, do you know what the lesson was today?” (He even added the finger wave—my signature move.)

He said, “God sent me there to give my friend snacks. If I wasn’t there, he would’ve had nothing.”

I stopped, right there in the middle of whatever I was doing and froze.

He remembered. He saw. He chose to be kind.

It was one of those moments where I felt everything all at once. I was grateful, proud, overwhelmed, and teary-eyed. Because for every note I put in his lunch bag that said “Be kind,” for every bedtime prayer, every reminder to think about others, every quiet correction, it hadn’t been wasted.

He could’ve kept the snacks for himself, but he didn’t.
He’d been watching and something we had sown finally bloomed.

Scripture Reflection

"Let us not grow weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.”

~ Galatians 6:9 (NIV)

Heart Truths

Motherhood doesn’t give you instant results. You speak life, and you wonder if it’s landing. You correct in love, and you question if it matters. You show up, tired and stretched thin, and think, Is any of this sticking. I was reminded that it is.

Even if your kids didn’t say thank you or if they rolled their eyes. Even if this year felt like you were pouring into dry ground. You were planting, watering and your seed is still alive.

Your presence, your words and your unseen sacrifices were never in vain.

You showed up on hard mornings. You wiped tears and packed lunches. You prayed when no one saw. You gave when you had little left to give and whether your children said it or not, they felt it.

They watched you stretch.
They heard your prayers.
They noticed your love even when they didn’t have the words for it.

This Christmas, don’t measure your motherhood by how perfect the year was. Measure it by how you kept showing up, by how you stayed, how you gave and how you loved.

You didn’t get it all right. None of us do, but you were faithful and faithfulness is always fruitful.

You didn’t just survive this year. You shaped it.
You shaped hearts. You shaped habits. You shaped futures.

That’s the power of a mother who keeps planting even when she's tired.

Even when she’s unsure.
Even when the soil looks dry.

Your harvest is growing.
Your legacy is unfolding and…your seeds will speak.

Loving Well In Action

Let’s get real and practical. Here are three intentional ways to finish well in your motherhood this year:

1. Pause and reflect on the moments that mattered. Look for the fruit, not the perfection.

2. Write a letter to your children, sharing one thing you’re proud of in their growth this year.

3. Release the pressure to do more this season. Presence is more powerful than performance. Just being with them is enough.

   Finish With Intention

Don’t overlook what you carried, nurtured, and grew this year. Your motherhood mattered especially in the moments no one saw.
Finish the year honoring the seeds you’ve sown.

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