Parenting with a posture of peace

I want this blog to be a space of honesty—where I can be real, relatable, and encouraging, especially to fellow parents navigating the beautiful mess of raising little ones.

There’s something miraculous that happens when a child is born. It’s as if the world tilts slightly on its axis and you begin to see everything through a new lens. Suddenly, ordinary moments become sacred. We imagine sweet memories, slow mornings, and a life filled with laughter and love. In our minds, we think some things—relationships, routines, even our sense of self—will stay the same.

But the truth?

When someone is born… everything changes.

Your brain shifts. Your heart expands. Your relationships adjust. Even your sense of time and purpose transforms. Parenthood changes not just your calendar, but your chemistry.

And perhaps one of the most challenging things about being a parent is learning to sit with really big emotions.

There are the day-to-day emotions of balancing work and family. The ache when your child is sick or hurting. The joy when they giggle in the middle of the night or surprise you by reaching a milestone early.

How do you even begin to put all of that into words?

Recently, I came across a quote that stopped me in my tracks:

“God, let my peace be more than my prayer—let it be my posture.”

That resonated deeply with me. I’ve always been a peacemaker. I’ve always tried to navigate life in a way that keeps things calm, steady, and smooth. But lately, I’m learning something new:

Peace can start with me… but it can’t end with me.

Because not everything is mine to fix.

That’s the hardest part of being a parent.

The hardest part of being a young woman.

The hardest part of being a Christian who genuinely wants to do everything right.

I can’t fix everything.

I can’t control every environment.

I can’t calm every storm.

But I can pray.

I can choose to walk in peace.

I can let peace shape how I speak, parent, and love.

Jesus said in John 14:27 (NLT):

“I am leaving you with a gift—peace of mind and heart. And the peace I give is a gift the world cannot give. So don’t be troubled or afraid.”

What a promise. His peace isn’t earned—it’s given.

It’s not circumstantial—it’s supernatural.

In Isaiah 26:3, we’re reminded:

“You will keep in perfect peace all who trust in you, all whose thoughts are fixed on you.”

That’s what I’m learning to do—fix my thoughts on Him.

I don’t know about you, but I want that kind of peace. Peace that sits with me in the sleepless nights and the emotional mornings. Peace that quiets my mind when I can’t control the chaos. Peace that doesn’t depend on everything going right.

I want that peace to live in me—and to overflow from me.

I want my home to feel peaceful.

I want my circle to be filled with peace.

I want to live in a way that brings peace, not pressure.

If you’re walking through the same season of big feelings and tender moments, I see you. I’m praying for you. And I hope you’ll let God sit with you in the overwhelm. He’s not looking for perfection—He’s offering peace.

You don’t have to carry it all.

You just have to trust the One who can.

Thank you, Lord, for Your perfect peace.

Reflection Verse:

“Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. Then you will experience God’s peace, which exceeds anything we can understand.”

—Philippians 4:6-7 (NLT)

*Thoughts by me reorganized and reworded by ChatGPT