Clarity: The Quiet Gift of Thanksgiving

There’s something about Thanksgiving that slows life down just enough for clarity to catch up with you. Between the busyness of serving, loving, planning, and showing up for everyone else, this week gave me a gift I didn’t even know I needed: a reset for my spirit.

Today, I realized something simple but freeing: I can’t please everybody. No matter how hard I try, no matter how big my heart is, no matter how many roles I juggle, someone will always want something more. And for the first time in a long time… I’m okay with that.

Because pleasing people was never my assignment.
Pleasing God is.

My home is Heaven, and the Kingdom is my assignment.
Everything I do flows from that truth now. The things I build. Everything I give. Every space I create.Each child I nurture. The mom, I support. Every yes and every no. That alignment brings a peace I can’t even explain.

Motherhood: A Calling, Not a Task

Thanksgiving also reminded me of the truth I often carry quietly: even so, motherhood is more than simply having children. It’s the holy work of:

~ Protecting them
~ Caring for them
~ Exposing them to their potential
~ Calling out the greatness, they sometimes forget they have
~ Being present, even when tired, stretched, or misunderstood

It’s a ministry. A responsibility. It’s a daily decision to show up with love, wisdom, and patience… even when life is life-ing.

Clarity in the Gratitude

Sometimes clarity doesn’t arrive with thunder; it whispers through gratitude. As I reflected this week, I felt God reminding me:

You don’t have to be everything to everyone.
You don’t have to shrink to fit into expectations that were never yours.
And you don’t have to sacrifice your peace to keep the world spinning.

Thanksgiving brought clarity.
Clarity brought peace.
And peace brought me back to myself.

I’m thankful for vision.
Thankful for boundaries.
I am thankful for purpose.
Thankful for the gentle correction that aligns me with who God is calling me to be.