Father God, We come to You this morning… Not perfect. Not having it all together. But present. Cover our minds today. Every heavy thought… Every anxious feeling… Every moment where we feel overwhelmed… Give us peace. Not temporary peace… but the kind that settles us from the inside out. Cover our children. Their behavior. Their emotions. Their hearts. Where there is defiance, bring understanding. Where there is frustration, bring calm. Where there is distraction, bring focus. Give us wisdom as parents. When to speak. When to be quiet. When to correct. And how to lead without losing ourselves. Cover our work today. Whether we’re at home or outside the home… Give us strength to handle every responsibility without feeling consumed by it. Lord, regulate our emotions. When we feel triggered… slow us down. When we feel tired… renew us. When we feel like giving up… remind us why we started. Help us not to carry yesterday into today. Today is new. New grace. New patience. New opportunities to show up better. And most of all… Help us lead our homes with love, structure, and clarity. We give this day to You. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

I just got fussed out about this topic And I sat on it for a minute because I know this isn’t always a popular topic. But it needs to be said. There is no such thing as privacy in your house when it comes to your child. You pay the bills. You provide the phone. You provide the WiFi. You are responsible for their safety. So let’s make it make sense… Why does a child have more privacy than protection? Some of you are so worried about “trusting” your child… That you’ve stopped covering them. Meanwhile… They have access to Anything on the internet Group chats you know nothing about Conversations you’ve never seen Content their mind is not ready for And you’re just… letting it happen? Checking your child’s phone is not controlling. It’s parenting. You are not their friend. You are their protector. Because the world we live in today? It will expose your child to things FAST. Before you even realize it. And by the time you “find out”… it’s already in their mind. So no… There is no “don’t go through my phone.” There is no “that’s my privacy.” As long as they are under your roof… you have full access. Not to be messy. Not to be nosy.….. To be responsible. Because I promise you this… If something goes wrong… You won’t be saying “I’m glad I respected their privacy.” You’ll be wishing you paid attention. I had to learn this lesson the hard way.. Now I’m pray against things her friends introduced to her..

Hey y’all! It me - the yelling mom. Over these last couple of weeks since connecting to this community, I’ve been sticking to a plan. I’ve reduced my yelling significantly. I use the approach of giving an instruction and making them repeated what I’ve said so I know they understand. Not going to lie, it’s been working brilliantly! I told them if I have to give you 3 strikes in a week, then I’m taking something they like for a week. So my son is a lover of books. He got his 3rd strike and I took his books. Y’all… it BROKE ME! He cried these big ole crocodile tears and the next day even tried to say I can take his phone instead of his books. I stuck to the punishment, questioning myself and all. Now I turn to my community for support. Do you think I went overboard? Do you think I should let him trade his phone for his books? I feel if I do that then he’ll feel like he can negotiate with me every time this happens. All advice is welcomed! Oh, and my skin is tough so don’t hold back.

My name is Shynta (Shawn-ta) and I am a chosen mother of 4. Three girls and a boy. I came across this community on facebook and glad I did. I am a parent that yells to get my point across. It works but I’ve learned it doesn’t sustain them; they’re only doing what I say out of fear. My goal in this community is to learn effective communication and ways to help my children navigate through life without the “fear” and to help them make responsible choices and decisions.

So many of us who are raising kids without our child’s other parent present have gotten used to calling ourselves “single parents.” But I had to step back and ask myself… Am I really “single”?Or have I just accepted a label God never gave me? Because let’s be real...sometimes the word single can feel like: • less than• rejected• unseen• unappreciated• left to do life alone But God NEVER called you “less than.” He calls you: Set apart.Chosen.Beloved child.Redeemed.Forgiven.A friend of God.His workmanship. So today I’m being honest… I’ve called myself a “single mom” FAR too much.And it stops today. Because I am not abandoned.I am not forgotten.I am not unloved. ✨ I am a CHOSEN mother.✨ I am a REDEEMED mother. And you.... yes YOU...YOU ARE 🧡 a chosen father🧡 a chosen mother🧡 a redeemed father🧡 a redeemed mother🧡 a SET APART parent Be careful what you label yourself.....because words carry weight. So watch your mouth when you talk about God’s chosen…and guess what? YOU are chosen. You are not raising those babies alone.God IS your help.And He is sending you help... in His time, in His way. Help is on the way.Wait patiently… not as someone abandoned…but as someone FULLY LOVED, FULLY COVERED, and FULLY CHOSEN. With your beautiful / handsome self. 🧡