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I need you to try something this weekend. Say it once. Just once. No repeating. No escalating. No screaming until your throat hurts and your kids still don't move. Just once. Calmly. Clearly. And then step back and let the consequence do the talking. Because here is something I need you to understand about the authority God gave you He didn't give you loud authority. He didn't give you authority that has to beg, threaten, repeat itself seventeen times, and eventually lose its mind to be taken seriously. He just gave you authority. And real authority doesn't need volume. It needs presence. Think about this When a police officer pulls onto your street you don't need him to roll down his window and scream at you to slow down. You see the car. You see the badge. You feel the presence of someone who has the power to follow through. And you fall in line. Not because he yelled. Because you believed he meant it. That is the kind of parent God called you to be. Not the loudest one in the room. The most consistent one in the room. The one your children look at and think she means what she says. He doesn't play. I already know what happens if I don't. THAT is authority. So this weekend...... here is the assignment: Speak once. Give the instruction once. Calmly. Clearly. "Clean your room. If it's not done in 20 minutes the tablet is gone for the weekend." That's it. Walk away. Don't remind them. Don't warn them again. Don't count to ten for the fourth time. Just follow through. Give the consequence without emotion. When the 20 minutes pass and the room isn't clean take the tablet. No lecture. No "I TOLD you." No dramatic speech. Just "You didn't follow through. The tablet is gone for the weekend. You can try again Monday." Calm. Final. Done. Let the silence do the work. Your children do not need you to explain how frustrated you are. They need to experience that you mean what you say. The consequence is the message. Your calm delivery is the authority. Your follow through is what changes the house.

Happy Mother’s Day to the moms doing work that nobody claps for enough. For the late nights and early mornings. For the car rides, the appointments, the school meetings, the grocery runs, the prayers whispered over sleeping babies. For the disrespect you had to correct while still trying not to lose yourself. For the moments you felt inadequate but still got up and did what needed to be done. To the mom with no support. To the mom whose husband is present but still not really helping. To the mom dealing with a baby father who acts like parenting is optional. To the single mom carrying what was supposed to be shared. To the military wife holding the house down while he’s away. To the mom whose husband, boyfriend, or child’s father never showed up the way he should have. I see you. To the mom standing up to school systems. To the mom fighting discrimination. To the mom advocating for a child with ADHD, autism, tics, anxiety, sensory needs, or neurodivergence. To the mom whose child doesn’t have a diagnosis yet, but deep down you know something is different and you’re fighting to be heard. I see you too. To the mom with stretch marks. To the mom with the C-section scar. To the mom who pushed out an 8-pound baby and still somehow had to get up and be somebody’s whole world. To the mom healing from birth, grief, trauma, disappointment, and still making breakfast. Baby, crowns off. Hats off. Heels off. Sneakers off. TOOO YOUUUUU Because motherhood is not soft work. It is holy work. It is unseen work. It is exhausting work. It is sacrifice, prayer, tears, laughter, correction, forgiveness, and getting back up over and over again. And no, you don’t always get it right. But you keep showing up. So today, I pray somebody loves on you. I pray somebody sees you. I pray somebody gives you rest without making you ask for it 15 times. I pray God reminds you that your labor is not invisible to Him. Happy Mother’s Day, mama. You are doing more than you think. And you are loved more than you know.

Father, I’m going to be honest… sometimes I don’t feel qualified to be a parent. I question my decisions. I replay my mistakes. I wonder if I’m doing enough… or doing it right. But today, I come out of agreement with the lie that I have to be perfect to be effective. You didn’t choose me because I had it all together. You chose me because You trusted me with these children. So I silence every voice that says I’m not enough. I silence comparison. I silence guilt that keeps me stuck in the past. My qualification does not come from my experience. It does not come from my upbringing. It does not come from my performance. My qualification comes from You. If You called me to be their parent, then You will equip me to raise them. Where I lack wisdom give it to me. Where I feel unsure guide me. Where I’ve made mistakes redeem them. I will not parent from fear. I will not parent from insecurity. I will not parent from shame. I will parent from grace, growth, and dependence on You. Teach me my children. Show me how they’re wired. Give me patience for their process and compassion for their struggles. And when I get it wrong don’t let me run from You… pull me closer. I declare: I am chosen for this. I am equipped for this. I am growing in this. I am covered in this. My children do not need a perfect parent they need a present, praying, and submitted one. And that is who I am becoming. In Jesus’ name, Amen. Grab the full ebook Https://www.thejourneytofindgod.com/product-page/the-war-room

Because this is not just about behavior… This is about understanding your child AND supporting you as a parent. This week we’re going to talk about: • how to correct behavior without constant battles • what discipline actually looks like with ADHD • how to get your child to listen without repeating yourself 10 times • what to do when they won’t sit, won’t focus, or seem like they don’t care But we’re also going deeper… We’re going to pray over: • the parent who feels overwhelmed • the parent who feels judged or misunderstood • the parent who feels embarrassed in public • the parent who feels like they’re failing • the parent who is tired of being triggered every day Because this journey is not just hard on the child… It is heavy on the parent too. So this week is not just about correction… It’s about support, strategy, and covering your home in prayer. If this is you, drop below: “This is me.”