Hey there! I’m Mikala—a family doctor, wife, mother of 5, well-being advocate, and author of the books Ordinary on Purpose and Everything I Wish I Could Tell You About Midlife. Each month my writing reaches millions of women, but I am thrilled to be connecting with YOU. I’m truly grateful to have you here!
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God knows what He is doing. He always has! He knew from the beginning EXACTLY what my weaknesses would be. And He has never left me alone.
Stop ‘handing it over’ then continuing to lose sleep and micromanage what you’ve placed in God’s hands.
He just goes on loving me anyway. Forgiving me anyway. Waiting for me to return to Him. Again.
What exactly am I supposed to DO now? Is there something I can DO, God?? About ANY of this??
Pain always comes before healing. But now maybe as you attempt to stand on those shaky legs…you’ll feel Someone take your hand, and it will feel more familiar than you can possibly describe. Like Someone you’ve ALWAYS known.
We’ll look back years from now and say there was a time before 2020…and now there’s an after. We have never been the same.
I’ll mess up. I’ll doubt. I’ll sin. Maybe within the next thirty minutes. He KNOWS. But it doesn’t matter to Jesus. He loves me. Regardless.
I guess my point in telling you this is, I’m 40. He waited a looooong time. For ME. And it’s never too late. Ever. He’s waiting. He chose you too, Beloved.
Over and over and over we get all caught up in life’s pain. Consumed by how far we have yet to go. And sometimes we lose sight of our blessings.
I don’t need recognition or praise from the World…because He says I am enough.
Have I been listening? Have I been following Him?? Or have I been going along in my OWN direction??
If I’m hoping my kids will achieve the fairytale I think I’m selling them short because this is an invented and impossible standard.
I think the World might be lying. I think the World might be exaggerating and pointing fingers in the wrong directions sometimes and attempting to manipulate us by spreading fear…
I wish I didn’t have to struggle so hard at ALL THE THINGS life throws my way. But the truth is I CAN do hard things. HE REMINDS ME WHO I AM. I am HIS.
I'm over it. We're just ordinary I guess. And I wear mom jeans with T-shirts and tennis shoes.
Somehow through all the noise in our house and all the noise in my head I keep hearing the same answer...
I forget that I'm not raising little robots or the world's next elite race. I'm raising little humans who have their own quirks and different challenges and beautiful strengths.
