“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” — Matthew 11:28
There comes a point in every mother’s journey when she feels like she’s running on fumes. The kind of tired that sleep can’t fix. The kind of weary that settles deep into your bones.
You’ve poured out and poured out — for your children, your home, your marriage — until you realize there’s nothing left to give. And yet, the needs don’t stop. The laundry still piles up. The homework still needs help. The hearts still need tending.

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” — Matthew 11:28
There comes a point in every mother’s journey when she feels like she’s running on fumes. The kind of tired that sleep can’t fix. The kind of weary that settles deep into your bones.
You’ve poured out and poured out — for your children, your home, your marriage — until you realize there’s nothing left to give. And yet, the needs don’t stop. The laundry still piles up. The homework still needs help. The hearts still need tending.
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