Planting Eternal Seeds in a Busy Season-

A moment of Christian motherhood encouragement for when life feels loud and fast.

The question I needed to hear today...

“Mama, what’s this?” my four-year-old asked, holding up her daddy’s cross necklace. I told her it said Jesus and explained that it reminded Daddy who he belongs to. That launched us into a surprisingly mature conversation about why Jesus came to earth and died on the cross.

In that moment, the Holy Spirit confirmed something He’d been whispering for weeks: It’s time for a season of intentionality and slowing down… if I’m willing to embrace it.

I had a dozen blog ideas bouncing around in my head and had just sat down to write when Squish came up, book in hand, asking me to read. I tried to gently redirect her, hoping to get a few sentences down, but those big blue eyes are hard to resist. We read the book. I went back to work. But then came that question- and I knew I had a choice to make:

Keep hustling… or slow down and plant an eternal seed.

Lately, life’s been busy in unexpected ways. Beautiful, yes. Purposeful, absolutely. But my mind feels like a chalkboard full of scribbles- so much to do, remember, plan, and carry.

I’ve found myself wrestling. Crying in prayer. Not because anything is bad... just because it’s so much. And in those moments, I’ve heard the echo of 1 Corinthians 7:34:

“But the married woman is anxious about worldly things, how to please her husband.”

I feel that in my bones some days. As wives and mamas, we carry a lot. And honestly? My quiet times are often the first to get chopped when life gets loud.

But God’s response hasn’t been guilt. It’s been gentleness. Not shame- grace.

He reminds me:

“My strength is made perfect in your weakness.” (2 Cor. 12:9) “You are not behind. You are held.”

I know this season won’t always be this full. There will be mornings again with warm coffee and open Bibles. But right now, His presence meets me in the mess, in the interruptions, in the moments of choosing the better thing.

As I type this, Squish is next to me, snuggled up with the Kids Bible app, asking big questions and soaking up truth like a sponge. Not because I had a perfect plan. But because I paused. Because I said yes to the moment.

Mama, I just want to remind you:

🕊️ Your hard work is seen.

🕊️ Your heart is known.

🕊️ Your prayers are cherished.

🕊️ You are so deeply loved.

Slow down if you need to. The holy moments are rarely loud. They're soft. Sacred. Hidden in the everyday.

With love,

Allie

P.S. - I’ve started lighting a candle in the evenings again, not for the scent alone, but for the stillness it signals. Something about that little flicker helps me breathe deeper and be fully present.

If you’re building your own slow, sacred rhythms, I hope you find little touches like that to ground you, too. <3