In times of turbulence, we can comfort our kids by our preparations, our prayers and trust in God’s sovereignty, our presence, and our songs over them.

Jesus can use the darkness of grief—even the loss of a precious child—to reveal deeper depths of his character and love for us.

Our hormones are tools in God’s hands for our good and his glory.

Motherhood may give us much to be afraid of, but hoping in the God who created us, loves us, and promises us a brighter future is the answer to all our fears.

Feelings are one way we reflect God’s image, but they can also get out of control. We need the truth that God is in charge, not our feelings, to transform our feelings into a beautiful display of Christ’s work in us.

Postpartum depression can feel like a crushing darkness with no end in sight. Here’s hope and encouragement from a mom on the other side.

When our responses to our children’s feelings reveal our sin, we can bring our hearts to the One who knows everything in them and loves us anyway.

It took me 14 months and a second pregnancy to admit I had a traumatic birth. Nearly a year and a half later, I finally realized what had been hovering over my shoulder like a black cloud, a haze enveloping me ever since the birth of my first...

I think our deepest fears are faced when we experience trauma. In the moments between my body beginning contractions and finally meeting my son, I came the closest to my mortality as a person I had ever been. Traumatic births bring the fragility of our existence front and center...

But there is hope. Coming to us through the very same process we are struggling through, the very process God cursed: Mary carried Christ for nine months, laboring, groaning, and finally delivering our redeemer in a barn.

God used the curse, to break the curse.

When I find myself losing my temper with my children more often than normal, it can be easy for me to spiral downward, feeling guilt, condemnation and listening to the lies from Satan that I cannot change.

But when I believe this lie, what's really happening is I'm believing that I am beyond the reach of God's grace – I'm believing that the cross wasn't enough.