Wanted to share this idea for those who have littles that my hubby and I came up with for our 2 and 5 year old sons behavior and how they will loose the magnet for disobedience, and lying for oldest and youngest hitting, and disobedience.their reward will be a icecream token to redeem on Saturdays for a trip to icecream store with us.

Parents remember it’s ok to feel but don’t let those feelings lead proverbs 15:1 CSB A gentle answer turns away anger but a harsh word stirs up wrath

Kingdom parents, Every year on May 31st, we celebrate the Everything Parent Award in honor of Frances Marie Williams. This is not just another post or something we scroll past. This is a movement. My grandmother, Frances Marie Williams, raised me. She was my everything. She did everything, even when it was hard, even when nobody saw it, even when she had every reason to give up. And when I look at this community, I see her in so many of you. Parents who are tired but still show up, healing while raising others, carrying a past and still pushing forward, parents who don’t have it easy but refuse to quit. So on May 31st, we honor that. We honor you. This is how we’re showing up. You wake up intentional. Not rushing, not overwhelmed, not pouring into everyone else first. You get dressed, do your hair, get your nails done, put on something that makes you feel good. You take yourself out, whether it’s to eat, to sit in peace, or just to enjoy your own presence. You take pictures, real ones, proud ones, the kind that say “I made it through some things.” I will be sending out certificates to every parent who signs up, because you deserve to be recognized. Then we show the world. You post your pictures, you tag the community, you send them to me, and I’m going to share them so the world can see what strength really looks like, what resilience looks like, what “everything” really looks like. We celebrate everything else in this world. Now it’s time to celebrate ourselves. If you’re joining this movement, drop your name below. This is your moment. Don’t sit this one out. Because May 31st belongs to the parents who never gave up. In honor of Frances Marie Williams, let’s show the world what “everything” really looks like.

The Word says in Ephesians 2:10 that we are His workmanship, created for good works… and then it says something that I don’t think we really sit with enough… “which God prepared beforehand.” That means before you ever got here… before you became a parent… before you started trying to figure life out… God already prepared the path. So your life is not as random as it feels. It’s not guesswork the way you think it is. And even in the middle of what feels chaotic… there is still intention behind it. Some of you are putting so much pressure on yourself trying to figure everything out. “What am I supposed to be doing?” “Am I doing this right?” “What’s my purpose?” And the whole time God is like… I already prepared it. You’re not creating your purpose. You’re stepping into it. You’re discovering what’s already been set in place. Even in your parenting… the child you have, the challenges that come with them, the growth that’s happening in you… it’s not random. You were trusted with that assignment. And everything you need to walk it out… God will either place it in you or bring it to you when you need it. So instead of stressing and trying to control every detail… shift your prayer. “God, show me what You’ve already prepared for me that I haven’t stepped into yet.” Because your job is not to invent a life… It’s to walk into the one that’s already been designed for you.

Lately I’ve been sitting with a question that won’t leave me alone… Why does it feel like I’m competing with the world just to raise my own children? I’m not trying to control them—I’m trying to guide them. To teach them love, respect, discipline, truth. To raise them in alignment with what is right… with Yah’s way. To plant values that actually mean something when life gets real. But everything feels like a battle. It’s like the world is louder than me. Stronger than me. Pulling them in every direction while I’m just trying to anchor them. There’s so much resistance. So much pushback. So much… rebellion. And I’m sitting here wondering— Why does doing the right thing feel like going against the current every single day? Why does it feel like I have to fight for their attention, their hearts, their minds? I love my children with everything in me. So this isn’t coming from anger… it’s coming from exhaustion. From wanting peace in the place that should feel the safest. If you’ve felt this too… how do you handle it? How do you stay grounded when it feels like you’re raising your kids in a world that’s constantly working against what you’re teaching? I’m listening. 🤍