I’ll be honest. When I first became a mom and found myself caught in a whirlwind of diaper changes, constant nursing sessions, and long sleepless nights, I had no idea of how to connect to God!
My routined quiet time was no longer, well… quiet. I struggled to find time to open my Bible, my prayers didn’t come quite as easily, and it felt nearly impossible to get to church some days, let alone get dressed! All my fears of failing at being that perfect Christian mom and wife seemed to be coming true.
Even though I was pursuing God in the best way I knew how, doing all of the things that I remember "working" for me before I became a mom, there were many days when I still felt like he was a million miles away.
I didn’t understand why I couldn’t see his presence or hear his voice. How could one little, innocent baby have this large of an impact on my relationship with God?
I found myself having to re-examine everything I thought I knew about him, including what it means to pursue the Lord — and what it looks like to allow him to pursue me. And what I discovered on the other side of it all was freedom. Freedom from the never-ending striving and pressure to perform. Freedom from the legalism and perfectionism I had been enslaved to for so long.