Our Keepsake Journal is Here! 🎉

If you were to sum up the year 2015 and describe the year 2016, you would only have to use one word: newsworthy.

There is no doubt that the past year and a half has been filled with news. Between the legalization of gay marriage, Black Lives Matter, Planned Parenthood, the South Carolina shooting, Caitlyn Jenner, ISIS, the Paris bombings, the San Bernadino shooting, the Brussels bombings, transgender bathrooms, and the 2016 presidential election, amongst other things, the United States has not been short of anything to talk about. This news is juicy. This news is iconic, and in some cases, historical. This news is “good” news. We talk about this stuff on our television shows, our news outlets, our magazines and books, and most prominently, our social media.

In 2016, you can’t get on your Facebook and not see someone’s opinion on something. Whether its religious or political, people have an opinion about it. We live in a time where having an opinion is not enough- you have an opinion, and that gives you the right to post about it.

As a Christian woman, I have an opinion on most things. I am concerned about the world that we live in and I am concerned about who will lead our country come November. I am concerned about my religious freedom of myself and others. I am concerned about having children and raising them in a corrupt world such as this one. But defending my beliefs on Facebook has done nothing to ease my concerns. Frankly, airing my concerns on Facebook has done nothing but make me mad and solidify my concerns. Let me give you an example:

A conservative blog sometimes pops up on my news feed. I don’t follow this particular blog, but people I am friends with follow it. The article that had been liked was about the dangers of feminism and the “liberal agenda.” But instead of attacking the issues, they were attacking the woman who was delivering the news. They talked about her body and how “disgusting” she looked and how it made the author “throw up in his mouth.”

I got fired up, totally insulted that in 2016 we are still ridiculing women on the way they look. So, I did the dreaded thing…I commented on the Facebook post, defended the woman and urged them to attack something other than the way she looked.

Only hours after I made my comment, my notifications were blowing up. I was being called fat, ugly, a bigot, a “feminazi,” ridiculous, biased, and one-sided. I had a man respond to me saying “oh boo hoo. Which one of your chins did I insult?” (I literally cannot make this stuff up). I was embarrassed, insulted, hurt, and most importantly, I was furious. How dare these people attack my stance! How dare these people call me “one-sided” for doing exactly what they were already doing! I was just standing up for my beliefs!

Standing up for my beliefs was what I thought I was doing. In reality, I was just talking about news. I was just spreading the worldly news that already flooded my Facebook every day. I claimed that I was standing up for my beliefs, but where do my beliefs come from? My faith. Did I mention my faith in that Facebook comment? Not even once.

God calls us to spread the Good News. Not news. I urge and challenge you to make sure that you are carrying out that calling. Is the article, or meme, or picture that you are posting promoting the Good News of Jesus Christ? Or is it a worldly agenda?

The Good News is when we trust God’s grace to save us through the work of Jesus, our sins are forgiven, we get a purpose for living, and we are promised a home in Heaven. 

In Luke 4:43, the scripture says, “but he said to them, “I must preach the good news of the Kingdom of God to the other towns as well, for I was sent for this purpose.”

In Mark 16:15, the scripture says, “and he said to them, “Go into all the world and preach the Good News to everyone.”

Finally, Isaiah 61:1 states, “The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me, because the Lord has anointed me to bring good news to the poor; he has sent me to bind up the broken-hearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives,  and to open the prison to those who are bound.”

These scriptures, among many others, make it clear what we are supposed to be spreading, and I don’t think it has anything to do with our opinions on transgender bathrooms, gun control, or Donald Trump.

Don’t find your identity in your political beliefs, find your identity in Jesus Christ.

So God Made a Mother book by Leslie Means

If you liked this, you'll love our book, SO GOD MADE A MOTHER available now!

Order Now

Check out our new Keepsake Companion Journal that pairs with our So God Made a Mother book!

Order Now
So God Made a Mother's Story Keepsake Journal

Haylee Lewis

I recently graduated from Harding University and am now back living in Kansas City, Missouri. I work as a museum educator- I give tours to kids and let them touch 100 year old stuff...it is the coolest job ever! When I am not at a museum or in a classroom, I am probably day-dreaming about owning my own bakery, cheering on my Kansas City Royals (World Series Champs!!), or playing cards with my hilarious family. I am a firm believer in the Good News, good people, and good food. If you want to see more pictures of me, my man, and my basset hound, follow me on Instagram: @caribouleww.

Can I Still Trust Jesus after Losing My Child?

In: Faith, Grief, Loss
Sad woman with hands on face

Everyone knows there is a time to be born and a time to die. We expect both of those unavoidable events in our lives, but we don’t expect them to come just 1342 days apart. For my baby daughter, cancer decided that the number of her days would be so many fewer than the hopeful expectation my heart held as her mama. I had dreams that began the moment the two pink lines faintly appeared on the early morning pregnancy test. I had hopes that grew with every sneak peek provided during my many routine ultrasounds. I had formed a...

Keep Reading

5 Kids in the Bible Who Will Inspire Yours

In: Faith, Kids
Little girl reading from Bible

Gathering my kids for morning Bible study has become our family’s cornerstone, a time not just for spiritual growth but for real, hearty conversations about life, courage, and making a difference. It’s not perfect, but it’s ours. My oldest, who’s 11, is at that age where he’s just beginning to understand the weight of his actions and decisions. He’s eager, yet unsure, about his ability to influence his world. It’s a big deal for him, and frankly, for me too. I want him to know, deeply know, that his choices matter, that he can be a force for good, just...

Keep Reading

Mad Martha, Mary, Mom, and Me

In: Faith, Living
Woman wrapped in a blanket standing by water

As a brand-new, born-again, un-churched Christian fresh in my new faith with zero knowledge of the Bible, I am steaming, hissing mad when I first read these words from Luke 10:38-42: “Now as they went on their way, Jesus entered a village. And a woman named Martha welcomed him into her house. And she had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet and listened to his teaching. But Martha was distracted with much serving. And she went up to him and said, ‘Lord, do you not care that my sister has left me to serve alone? Tell...

Keep Reading

I Can’t Pray away My Anxiety But I Can Trust God to Hold Me through It

In: Faith, Living
Woman with flowers in field

I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t afraid. I was scared of people, of speaking, and even of being looked at. As I got older, I worried about everything. I was aware of the physical impact that stress and worry have on our bodies and our mental health, but I couldn’t break the cycle. I declined invitations and stuck with what I knew. Then we had a child who knew no fear. The person I needed to protect and nurture was vulnerable. There was danger in everything. It got worse. He grew older and more independent. He became a...

Keep Reading

Your Kids Don’t Need More Things, They Need More You

In: Faith, Kids, Motherhood
Mother and young girl smiling together at home

He reached for my hand and then looked up. His sweet smile and lingering gaze flooded my weary heart with much-needed peace. “Thank you for taking me to the library, Mommy! It’s like we’re on a date! I like it when it’s just the two of us.” We entered the library, hand in hand, and headed toward the LEGO table. As I began gathering books nearby, I was surprised to feel my son’s arms around me. He gave me a quick squeeze and a kiss with an “I love you, Mommy” before returning to his LEGO—three separate times. My typically...

Keep Reading

Mom, Will You Pray With Me?

In: Faith, Motherhood
Little girl praying, profile shot

“Will you pray with me?” This is a question I hear daily from my 9-year-old. Her worried heart at times grips her, making it difficult for her to fall asleep or nervous to try something new. Her first instinct is to pray with Mom. Perhaps this is because of how many times her Dad and I have told her that God is with her, that she is never alone, and that she can always come to Him in prayer and He will answer. Perhaps it is because she has seen her Dad and I lean on the Lord in times...

Keep Reading

My Aunt Is the Woman I Want to Become

In: Faith, Living
Woman with older woman smiling

It’s something she may not hear enough, but my aunt is truly amazing. Anyone who knows her recognizes her as one-of-a-kind in the best way possible. It’s not just her playful jokes that bring a smile to my face, her soul is genuinely the sweetest I know. I hope she knows that I see her, appreciate her, and acknowledge all the effort she puts in every day, wholeheartedly giving of herself to everyone around her. When I look back on my childhood, I see my aunt as a really important part of it. We have shared so much time together,...

Keep Reading

A Big Family Can Mean Big Feelings

In: Faith, Kids, Motherhood
Family with many kids holding hands on beach

I’m a mother of six. Some are biological, and some are adopted. I homeschool most of them. I’m a “trauma momma” with my own mental health struggles. My husband and I together are raising children who have their own mental illnesses and special needs. Not all of them, but many of them. I battle thoughts of anxiety and OCD daily. I exercise, eat decently, take meds and supplements, yet I still have to go to battle. The new year has started slow and steady. Our younger kids who are going to public school are doing great in their classes and...

Keep Reading

Motherhood Never Stops, and Neither Does My God

In: Faith, Motherhood
Daughter kisses mother on cheek

I’m standing in the shower rinsing the conditioner out of my hair with a toddler babbling at my feet, running through this week’s dinner menu in my head. “Hmm, this meal would be better suited for this day, so what should we do instead?” or “Maybe we should save that for next week since it’s easy and we will be busy with baseball starting back up. I can work something in that may take more effort in its place.” Being a wife and mother, running a household, it’s about the small moments like this. There’s something about it that is...

Keep Reading

So God Made a Sunday School Teacher

In: Faith, Living
Woman sitting at table surrounded by kids in Sunday school class, color photo

God looked around at all He had created, and He knew He would need someone to teach His children. So God made a Sunday school teacher. God knew He needed someone with a heart and desire to teach children God’s word. God knew the children would act up and made Sunday school teachers with patience and grace to guide them when they step out of line in class. He also made Sunday school teachers with a touch of discretion to know when the stories of a child may be real or imagined. God knew this person would need to be...

Keep Reading