Welcome!
I’m so glad you’re here.
Coffee, Jesus & Motherhood started in the middle of the mess, not after things got perfect. It came from the quiet cries, the chaotic mornings, and all the moments I wondered if I was failing. This is more than a blog. It’s a safe space for tired hearts and hopeful souls. A place where we talk about the hard stuff and the holy stuff. The healing. The heartbreak. The motherhood moments that feel like too much and not enough all at once.
I’m a wife, a mom, and a woman walking through this life clinging to Jesus more and more each day. I don’t have it all figured out, but I know this: you’re not alone. Whether you’re in a season of waiting, deep in the trenches of motherhood, battling anxiety, rediscovering your identity, or just trying to keep your faith afloat — there’s a place for you here.
So pour your coffee, take a deep breath, and come sit with me awhile. Let’s chase after Jesus together, right in the middle of the mess.
Being a mom, a wife, and a daughter of Christ, it’s a lot to carry some days. But even in the chaos, God’s goodness never stops showing up. I don’t always notice it in the loud moments, but in the quiet ones, wiping down the counters, driving in silence, or sitting alone with my thoughts, I feel His presence. It’s like a gentle whisper, reminding me that He’s still here, still providing, still loving me in ways I’ll never fully understand.
Motherhood is beautiful, but let’s be honest, it’s also exhausting. Some days, I feel completely poured out, wondering if I have anything left to give. But that’s when I lean in closer to Him. I rest in His Word. I breathe in His promises. And somehow, He gives me what I need to keep going. His strength carries me when mine runs out, and His love fills the gaps I can’t.
Being a wife has taught me so much about grace. Marriage is not just a love story. It is a refining journey. It is full of joy and connection, but also hard conversations, unexpected trials, and seasons that stretch you in ways you never imagined. I have learned that love is not just about feelings. It is about choosing each other, every single day, even when it is uncomfortable or messy.
There have been moments when I did not know what came next, but I saw God holding us through it. His hand has been steady in the tension. His mercy has covered the broken places. His love has reminded me that marriage is not about perfection. It is about becoming more like Him as we grow together.
When I look at our story, I do not see a perfect couple. I see two people learning how to love with grace, how to forgive quickly, and how to lean into Jesus when the road gets tough. That is sacred. That is holy. And I am thankful for the way God keeps showing up in it all.
We were never meant to do this life alone. As sisters in Christ, we are meant to walk together. Not just when things are easy, but when the weight feels heavy and the days feel long. Real sisterhood means showing up when it counts. It means praying over each other, reminding one another of the truth, and speaking life when someone feels like giving up.
There is something powerful about women standing shoulder to shoulder in faith. When one of us feels tired or uncertain, the others help carry the load. We do not have to pretend to have it all together. We just need to keep pointing each other back to the One who holds it all.
This kind of connection is more than friendship. It is a gift. It is a reminder that we belong to something bigger than ourselves. And when we walk together, rooted in Jesus, we become stronger, braver, and more deeply anchored in love.
So, dear sister, as we walk through this beautiful and sometimes overwhelming life, may we never forget what anchors us. In God’s goodness and faithfulness, we find everything we need to keep going, to love deeply, and to shine His light in a world that needs it.
“God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging.”
— Psalm 46:1-3