#MomLife & My Perfectly Imperfect “Quiet Time” With Jesus

Some days, this is what my time with God looks like. Yup, this picture (right here) is often my personal version of “quiet time with Jesus.”

Messy and imperfect, it’s true, but also the beautiful reality of the season that I’m in right now – a season of several hats and many hearts, but too few hours in the day (#momlife).

But friends, if there is one thing I’ve learned lately in the chaotic and wonky days of the journey, it’s this:

Never underestimate the Holy Spirit’s ability to move into even the messiest, most imperfect, and simply mundane moments (like this) and powerfully speak to your heart.

Because no matter how chaotic this “quiet time” may look from the outside or feel to me on the inside, all God needs is that one momentary pause where I tune into His voice and just say, “yes.”

All He needs (catch this, my beautiful friends) is that one beautifully spoken love note from my heart that means absolutely everything to Him…

“Yes, Jesus, I’m yours.”

It may be messy. It may be chaotic. It may be imperfectly perfect (#truth). But in this season of so many blessings and too few hands, “yes, God. This heart is still yours.”

And maybe your season looks nothing like this. Maybe you are in a season of grieving or deep pain, anxiety or severe depression. Friend, God knows the hurt in your heart and He loves you so very much. He is wrapping His arms around you and holding you, even if you can’t feel it right now. I encourage you, beautiful one, whisper the words – “yes, God. This heart is still yours.”

Or maybe you are sitting (or moving in faith) in His waiting room and you’re wondering how long until those doors burst wide open… “yes, God. My heart is still yours.”

Because I know that saying, “yes,” in every season is not always easy. It’s not always pretty or simple or everything that we want it to look and feel like. And I know how that one, simple admission can make us feel anxious and scared, resentful and even guilty. Trust me, I have traveled the road of each of these emotions. But after walking through the valleys and still seeing His fingerprints on every season of my life, I have also learned the truth of His heart –

Even when we can’t see through the muddy waters that surround us and the emotions that rise up within us, God’s love for us never changes.

It never changes.

We are seen, held, known, and deeply cherished by a Father who never leaves us; A father who cries with us in every dark room, holding us until we are ready to stand again. And all the Holy Spirit needs today is our, “yes.”

It’s just a moment, a pause, where we close our eyes and open our hearts.

A split second or a whole day where we let the walls fall and let Him pour into our spirit completely unfiltered.

An intentional decision to reconnect with the One true source of our peace, hope, joy, discernment, and guidance.

A space where we surrender our heart to the One who loves us more than we could possibly comprehend.

And then we whisper the words, “yes, Jesus. Yes.”

Yes – to His heart.
Yes – to His guidance.
Yes – to His love.
Yes – to His timing.
Yes– to giving Him our all.
Yes – to Him.

So, if you’ve made it this far, my friends, say this prayer with me today:

“Jesus, you are welcome here. I love you. You are invited into my life, my moment, my day, my season, my dreams, my hopes, my every step. You are invited into my heartbreak. You are invited into my moments of celebration. You are invited into my messy and painful and my boring and mundane. You are invited into it all. I choose You, today and every day. Guide me. Encourage me. Hold me and remind me. I am Yours.”