The Narrow Way

I may not have birthed everyone I’m called to nurture.
But I’ve been through enough, healed enough, prayed enough, and grown enough to know…
God has trusted me with people.

I used to think motherhood was only biological.
Now I understand, it’s spiritual.
And when you’ve survived some things, overcome some things, been delivered from some things…
God will send others to you who are just starting where you’ve already walked.

Not so you can boast,
But so you can build.

So you can say, “Here’s what I learned.”
So you can say, “Let me cover you.”
So you can say, “I’ll stand in the gap until you can stand on your own.”

Because the Kingdom doesn’t just need leaders, it needs mothers.
Women who won’t compete, won’t compare, won’t condemn,
But will cultivate.

Titus 2:3–4 says,
“Older women… are to teach what is good, and so train the younger women…”

And that call? It’s not just about age.
It’s about assignment.

I’m becoming the kind of woman I once needed.
The kind who listens.
The kind who sees what others miss.
The kind who prays when no one knows she’s praying.
The kind who makes space for others to grow and become.

Because I’ve learned,
You don’t have to have a title to be a mother.
You don’t need a pulpit to raise someone up.
You just need a heart that’s available, eyes that are discerning, and hands that are open.

Some of the greatest mothers of faith weren’t loud.
They were present.
They were consistent.
They whispered wisdom in back rooms.
They anointed foreheads before anyone had a mic.
They prayed over purpose that hadn’t even bloomed yet.

And now? That’s what I’m becoming.

I don’t need to be the center, I just want to be a covering.
I want to be a soft place for someone else’s calling to land.
I want to be a midwife to destiny.
I want to say, “You can make it,” because I remember when I didn’t think I could.

If you’ve ever wondered why you went through what you did,
Maybe it’s because you were always meant to mother someone else through it.

And if no one ever did it for you,
Be the one who starts it.
Break the cycle of spiritual neglect.
Be the voice that affirms.
Be the example that says, “Watch me walk with Jesus… and then you walk too.”

I’m not raising followers.
I’m raising daughters.
I’m raising warriors.
I’m raising women who will go further than I ever did.

Because I’m becoming a spiritual mother.
And I count it a holy honor.