Our world needs Mothers. We need women who grow into maturity and take us under their wing and remind us: Breathe.
We need women who remind us: Stop. Rest. Make a cup of tea. Take time. Press in. Keep going. Grow up. You’ve got this. Now go, mother your world.
We need women who tuck us in with their words and cover us with their prayers and fold us under their wings. We need women who have become wise … not just with age, but with faithfulness and perseverance and a hunger for Goodness.
We need women whose lives have become large—not on the outside, necessarily, but definitely on the inside.
We need Mothers who remind us, It will be ok. We have work to do, but it will be ok. We need women who will tell us ancient stories and encourage us to press into the long road that bends towards justice.
We need to do this for each other. We need to do this for our world. And this is all of our world. Not just the ones we agree with and the ones who follow the same path as we do. But all of us.
We are the mothers.
Our world is in need of true mothers. Not just by birth, but by heart.
We need to mother each other and sister each other when the day is long. We need to sit together and walk together and do the hard work of growing up.
We need to bless each other into maturity. It’s time.
Our world needs Mothers. Our world needs you to rest up, rise up and get up. Our world needs your tender touch and your kind heart. Our world needs your fierce resistance and your humble determination. Our world needs you to open your eyes and see. We need you to watch and be awake and be very aware of what the Spirit is up to. Don’t just go running off, doing your own thing. Watch, learn, listen.
Practice and pray. Don’t be afraid.
Our world needs Mothers.
Remember: We don’t have to be afraid.
We need not have birthed one baby to be a Mother.
Our world needs Mothers who will nurture and protect, teach and expand.
Our world needs Mothers who are not afraid of the other, the edges and the work.
Our world needs Mothers who will raise up, lift up, rest up and rise up.
Ready?
Now go, mother your world.
If you only know one thing about me, I’d love for you to know this: I love Jesus, justice and living juicy.
I also happen to drive a minivan and drink my lattes plain. (My life is exciting enough!)
Nineteen years ago, I moved from Taiwan to Canada to marry Scott. We have two teenagers, a preteen, a Bernese Mountain dog and a restaurant. (Ask Scott to tell you our love story.)
In 2010, I founded SheLovesmagazine.com and it has now grown to include a Dangerous Women membership community, a Red Couch Bookclub, events and gatherings. I’d like to think of it as curating transformational spaces for women in community. I long for women to be strong in our faith and voice, so we can be advocates for God’s heart for justice here on earth.
As an Afrikaner woman, born and raised in South Africa during Apartheid, my story humbly compels me to step out for justice and everyday peacemaking. I have also seen firsthand the impact injustice has had on the lives and stories of women around the world. I refuse to stay silent.
I am anti-racist and also a recovering racist. I am a Seven on the Enneagram, an INFP and I mostly wear black, with a dash of animal print or faux fur.
