🌾 To Be a Mother One Day… Maybe
From a woman who is single and walking with God
If I'm honest, I never really imagined motherhood without first imagining a husband. That was always the order in my mind: marriage, then children.
In my mid-twenties, I found myself in a relationships that wasn’t what God intended, and I knew I wasn’t ready to bring a child into the world. I carried fear, the fear of repeating the patterns I’d experienced growing up. I told myself, let me build a home first, find stability, create a safe foundation.
But I’ve also always carried something maternal. Even without children of my own, I’ve invested deeply in kids, in my community, in creating life-giving spaces. I’ve dreamed of adoption. I’ve nurtured. I’ve mothered—just in different ways.
Job 33:4 (AMP)
“The Spirit of God has made me, and the breath of the Almighty gives me life.”
God has gifted me with contentment. I can honestly say I believe He hasn’t withheld anything good from me. So if motherhood is part of His plan, amen. And if not, I will still be okay.
I’m about to turn 31, and I still feel peace. I believe motherhood isn’t only about giving birth—it’s about giving life. And wherever I go, I hope I bring that kind of life with me—by His grace, not my own.
“The life that was given to us by grace, we give that, too.”
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