As Mother’s Day approaches this Sunday, I’ve found myself thinking a lot about the women in the Bible—and about motherhood itself.
If we’re honest, so many of us as moms carry around the quiet feeling that we are somehow not enough.
We go to bed thinking, Tomorrow I’ll do better.
Tomorrow I’ll be more patient.
Tomorrow I’ll play with my kids more.
Tomorrow I’ll put my phone down sooner.
Tomorrow I’ll cook healthier meals.
Tomorrow I’ll slow down and really listen.
Motherhood has a way of making us constantly aware of our imperfections. We replay the moments we wish we could redo. We focus on where we fell short instead of all the love we poured out in the middle of the chaos.
Now that I have a granddaughter, I’ve noticed something in myself that I didn’t fully understand when I was raising my own children. I’m calmer now. More present. Less rushed by the endless demands of life.
I find myself sitting on the floor playing with her, singing songs, reading books, going outside just to watch her discover the world. The little things feel bigger now. More sacred.
And if I’m honest, sometimes that brings regret too.
I think about the moments I missed when my own kids were little because I was stressed, exhausted, distracted, or simply trying to survive the season I was in. Back then, life moved so fast. There was always laundry to fold, meals to cook, bills to pay, places to be.
As mothers, we often carry guilt for what we didn’t do instead of giving ourselves grace for all that we did.
But recently, God reminded me of something beautiful through the women of the Bible.
So many of the women God chose to use were flawed women. Women who felt unworthy. Women who doubted themselves. Women who carried shame, fear, insecurity, or weakness.
Take the woman at the well.
She didn’t even go to draw water when the other women did in the cool of the morning. She went in the heat of the day—alone—because she wanted to avoid the stares, the whispers, and the judgment. She knew her mistakes. She knew her past. She likely believed she was disqualified from being seen as valuable.
But Jesus met her there.
He knew exactly when she would come, and He chose that moment to meet her in her shame, not to condemn her, but to remind her that she was still worthy of love, purpose, and grace.
What’s even more beautiful is that after her encounter with Jesus, she became someone God used to bring others to Him. The very woman society looked down on became part of God’s greater story.
That is who God is.
He uses imperfect people.
He uses tired moms.
He uses women full of doubts.
He uses women carrying regrets.
He uses women who feel unseen and inadequate.
Think about Esther. She was just a young girl who probably never imagined herself standing courageously before a king. Yet God chose her.
Think about Mary Magdalene, a woman with a broken past, who became one of the first to witness the empty tomb and share the news that Jesus had risen.
Again and again throughout Scripture, we see the same truth: God sees women differently than we see ourselves.
Where we see failure, He sees faithfulness.
Where we see weakness, He sees purpose.
Where we see regret, He sees redemption.
As women, we carry so much. There are endless responsibilities, expectations, and pressures. It’s easy to believe that every mistake somehow defines us.
But Jesus does not measure us only by the moments we got wrong.
He sees every sacrifice no one noticed.
Every bedtime prayer whispered in exhaustion.
Every tear cried behind closed doors.
Every meal made, every hug given, every time we kept going when we felt empty.
This Mother’s Day, while we celebrate our mothers, grandmothers, and the special women in our lives, I also want to encourage every mom reading this:
Take a moment to see yourself the way Jesus sees you.
You are not “just a mom.”
You were handpicked for your children. God intentionally chose you for them and them for you. Even on the days you feel inadequate, overwhelmed, or unseen, your role matters deeply.
And beyond being a mother, you are also a daughter of the King.
You are loved.
You are chosen.
You are worthy.
And you are capable of every calling God has placed on your life—not because you are perfect, but because His grace is enough.
Maybe the most beautiful mothers are not the flawless ones, but the ones who keep loving, keep trying, keep showing up, and keep leaning on God through it all.
And that, dear mama, is more than enough.