Some of you are not just tired…you’re bound. Bound to your past. Bound to what happened to you. Bound to old pain, old labels, old versions of yourself. And you’re still showing up every day…parenting…working…functioning… But internally?.......... you’re still in it. This reminds me of Book of John 11… When Lazarus was in the tomb. Dead.Wrapped.Buried. And Jesus stood there and said “Lazarus, come forth.” Lazarus was already alive when he came out…...but he was still wrapped. And that’s where a lot of parents are. You’re alive. You love God. You’re showing up. But you’re still wrapped in trauma wrapped in guilt wrapped in shame wrapped in what happened to you So even though you’re out… you’re not FREE..... And then Jesus said something amazing He said “Loose him, and let him go.” That means: The coming out was one step…But the UNWRAPPING was another. So Kingdom Parents..........What are you still wrapped in? Because you can’t fully show up for your children… while you’re still bound to your past. This week isn’t just about mental health…it’s about FREEDOM. And I’m calling you out of it. Not gently. Not when you “feel ready.” NOW. Come out of the guilt. Come out of the shame. Come out of the identity that says “this is just who I am.” Because you’re not who you were. And your children don’t need a perfect parent… they need a FREE one. If you’re ready to come out of it… Comment: “I’m coming out.”

Let me say this first…This is not for you to feel bad for me.....I don’t feel bad for myself. This is for you to be encouraged. Because the truth is… Life did not hand me the easiest start. I remember having a mother who was sick… Me and my sister just going from house to house. I remember being touched inappropriately. I remember losing my mom at 8 years old. I remember being placed in situations that no child should ever have to navigate. By 13… I was in a sexual relationship with a family member that lasted for years. I’ve had an abortion. I know what it feels like to be on the street trying to make money just to feed my child. I know what it feels like to have a father for your child that doesn’t want to be there. I know what it feels like to think you finally figured love out… only to realize you married a narcissist. I know pain!!!Not the surface kind. The kind that sits in your chest. The kind that rewires how you think. The kind that follows you into adulthood. So when I talk about mental health… I’m not talking from a book. I’m talking from experience. But here’s the part that matters.I had a choice. Not just as a parent… But as a person. I could stay in the place life tried to leave me in… Or I could rise.And that’s the part people don’t always talk about. Yes, feel it!!! Yes, acknowledge it!!! But do NOT stay there. Because you are not just what happened to you. The Word says in 1 John 4:4: “Greater is He that is in me, than he that is in the world.” In Romans 8:37: “We are more than conquerors…” In Isaiah 54:17: “No weapon formed against you shall prosper…” In 2 Corinthians 5:17: “If anyone is in Christ, they are a new creation…” In Philippians 4:13: “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” So yeah… I went through it. I had to get it out the mud. And if you don’t know what that means… it means starting from nothing, figuring life out the hard way, surviving things that should’ve broken you, and STILL finding a way to stand And here’s what I learned:

Hey everybody 👋🏾 Is anybody else dealing with these preteens who stay in their room all day, always got an attitude, won’t eat unless it’s junk food or fast food, act like everything you say annoys them and just so nonchalant??? Well, that’s what I’ve been dealing with lately and it sucks! My oldest seemed like she just changed over night and I want my baby back!!! I try to give her room to grow and some space but she prefers a little too much space for my liking. Idk y’all, I’m all out of solutions besides praying and giving this situation to God but I really want to know where on earth is my baby??? She won’t talk to me about much these days and seems so secretive and walks around like we’re strangers and tbh it makes me sad! To have a baby I prayed and pretty much begged God for seems like she doesn’t even like me. We used to do everything together and now it’s like I don’t even know her anymore. Just wanted to vent. Thanks for reading this and if you’re going through the same thing I’m praying for you 🩷🙏🏾 God bless!

We’ve grown to over 1.3K parents in this community… And I don’t want this to just be a place where you scroll and leave. I want this to be a space that actually serves your family. So I’m asking you directly: -What do you need right now in your parenting? Be honest. Do you need • more structured courses? • specific topics taught in the classroom? • short, free mini series you can apply quickly? • 1:1 Mentoring with me on zoom? • live Zoom sessions where we walk through real situations together? • something for your children directly? What would actually help you grow in your home? Not what sounds good… -What do you actually NEED? I’m building this with intention, and I want to make sure we’re not just talking… but truly growing as Kingdom families. Drop it below. I’m listening.

Kingdom parents Let me ask you something… If God knocked on your door right now… and handed you a 5-year-old child and said: “Here… watch this child for me. I’ll be back later.” I bet everything in me… you would handle that child differently. You would be gentle. You would be patient. You would be attentive. You wouldn’t talk down to them. You wouldn’t ignore them. You wouldn’t feed them just anything. You wouldn’t second guess the assignment. You might feel nervous. You might feel unsure. But you wouldn’t let those feelings stop you from showing up fully. Because if God Himself handed you that child -But what about the child already in your house? Yes… you may have physically created them… But God still signed off and delivered that child to you for such a time as this. So let’s be real… Why do we treat one with more care than the other? Because if God handed you that child directly: You wouldn’t yell as quickly. You wouldn’t dismiss their feelings. You wouldn’t be inconsistent. You wouldn’t avoid correcting them. You wouldn’t get tired and just “let it slide.” You wouldn’t speak to them any kind of way. You wouldn’t question if you’re the right parent… you’d KNOW you were chosen. You would show up different. So what changed? Is it the child… or is it our perception? Because the truth is… The child in your house right now… was still assigned to you by God. Not by accident. Not by chance. On purpose. So let me ask you: Do you think our perception is off? Why do we sometimes value what feels “given” over what we’ve been trusted with every day?