Truth time. I feel like a fake. I vow “no filter” and to honor that I need to say this: Y’all, I don’t know what I am talking about when I write on here or on my blog. “Military Mom”.. Psshhh. I’m clueless.
Or at least stop saying I am “Military Mom Strong!” Truth is, I don’t think I know anything about the military. Truth is, I am seldom strong.
And heck, lots of days, I am not even sure I know how to “mom” through this. Soldiers are not known to be the most, um, chatty, types of people. It makes connection hard. Not for all moms, but for me.
By all earthly standards, I am unqualified to write here, and ill equipped.
But it doesn’t depend on me.
Or you, if this post reflects your heart, too.
I am so thankful it is God that qualifies me, God that equips me, God who gives me words.. and God who is my strength for the journey.
I’m praying tonight… for all of you who are struggling, and faking a smile, to appear strong. Praying we learn our truest strength comes by learning we are not strong apart from God and each other.
That we learn it’s ok to not be ok.
❤️ Skye @faithnofilter