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FREE Beautifully Brave Mother’s Day Printable!

Beautifully Brave, FREE Tribute to Moms Printable | Faith and Composition

Today I am so excited to share that I have teamed up with my lovely friend, Teresa of Hugs & Punches to bring you a darling FREE printable inspired by Wednesday’s post:

Beautifully Brave – A Tribute to Moms (be sure to hop over and read it; it will encourage your heart!). 

(The links to download are at the bottom of the post.)

Beautifully Brave, FREE Mother's Day card printable | Faith and Composition

When I originally wrote the post, I wanted it to be larger than just this blog. I wanted the words to reach as many readers as possible. So I reached out to my precious friend, Teresa, and we were excited to collaborate. She designed this beautiful printable to feature some of the words, and I am so glad she brought her talent to this work! Because as you can see from the printable and the styling of the images, Teresa sees abundant beauty in the midst of the everyday.

Beautifully Brave, FREE Mother's Day card printable | Faith and Composition

In addition to bringing you this art print and card, I also wanted to highlight a few women who are living examples of #BeautifullyBrave motherhood. And in honor of Mother’s Day, won’t you do the same? Recognize a few Beautifully Brave moms in your own life (your sister, mom, best friend, neighbor) and encourage them by sharing to the #BeautifullyBrave hashtag. Because we all long for a little recognition in this incredible motherhood journey!

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First up, Megan Burns over at She Does Justice has the most remarkable heart for empowering women to make a difference.

Her sewing business has transformed into a way to fight for change in the 5 areas that Christ is leading their hearts: adoption, empowering young women, healthcare in Africa, orphan prevention, and anti-sex trafficking.

Megan of She Does Justice, a #BeautifullyBrave mom | Faith and Composition

Check out her shop (t-shirts, boho turbans, wraps for your oils, etc) where 10% of their gross sales go to support these organizations and further their amazing work … and YOU get to choose where it goes!

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As I mentioned above, Teresa is my dear blog friend, who I had the pleasure of meeting at Hope Spoken this year. She instantly became a kindred spirit, and I know you’ll love her too! Teresa has a beautiful blog, and a stunning family!

Teresa of Hugs and Punches, a #BeautifullyBrave mom | Faith and Composition

The mother of six, she and her husband have two biological children and four they have adopted from Ethiopia. Her stories of her children will break your heart in all the right ways and inspire you to see the bigger picture of family. She is a brilliant advocate for adoption and for stepping out in faith when the Lord leads. She’s also currently working on a book, titled Beautifully Interrupted. Go follow her. Trust me!

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And next, the lovely Kristin Schmucker is a Beautifully Brave mama to three girls: one is in heaven and two are in her arms. She blogs over at her namesake blog, where she’s currently in the midst of a May Scripture Challenge.

Kristin Schmucker, a #BeautifullyBrave mom | Faith and Composition

Kristin’s passion is leading women toward a life of intentional simplicity and growing them in the Word.

Her shop if full of mugs, prints, devotionals, candles and more…all with encouragement tied in. You really must check here out (blog + shop).

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I hope you and the moms in your life love these printables!

Stick ‘em somewhere with washi tape, as Teresa did…or slide it on into a frame and give one as a gift! May they lift your spirits, encourage your heart, and remind that you indeed are anything but normal. You are Beautifully Brave!

Beautifully Brave, FREE Tribute to Moms Printable | Faith and Composition

Click here for the 8×10 print.

Beautifully Brave, FREE Printable, Tribute to Moms | Faith and Composition

Click here for the foldable 5×7 Mother’s Day card.

FREE Mother's Day Printable card | Faith and Composition

Happy Mother’s Day, sweet friends!

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Like what you see here? Then you’ll love my first-ever children’s book, Bruce the Brave. Now available on Amazon

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Beautifully Brave – A Tribute to Moms

Beautifully Brave - A Tribute to Moms | Faith and Composition

They call you Mom. You with the baby on your hip or the toddler at your feet. You with the towering sons or the growing-too-fast girls. Or you with the can’t-believe-he’s-in-college student or the they-have-babies-of-their-own-now children.

Mom. A simple three-letter-word. So easy in it’s simplicity that it is one of the first they learn to speak. A word not bound by economic, racial, or geographical constraints. One simple syllable.

And there are those who will tell you that the task is simple too. That the job is not to be valued highly. It’s just diaper changing, meal making, laundry folding, disagreement negotiating. At least, that’s what some will say.

But here’s the truth:

Beautifully Brave - A Tribute to Moms | Faith and Composition

You are a mom, and you are beautifully brave. You who gave of your body to give life. You who opened arms and doors to give a home to the orphan. You who loved and remember with fierce abandon the irreplaceable beauty of a fleeting life.

You are a beautifully brave mom, forever marked by the indelible imprint of a child.

You who sacrifice sleep and showers, time and talent. You who shape ideas, mold personalities, raise a generation. You who speak truth, encourage aspirations, teach compassion, model grace, exhibit beauty. You who walk through autism, cancer, miscarriage, sickness, and health. You who look past the mess and the mire to reveal the beauty within.

When reality is harsh and circumstances have a way of crushing hopes and dreams, you are a safe harbor, a shelter from the storm.

When the world threatens to steal and seduce the affections of the innocent, you go to battle for hearts and minds.

And when wings sprout and the tethers begin to fade, you swallow the heartache and release the ties that bind while cheering and supporting this miracle of growth.

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You are a mom in all its grit and glory, and there is nothing ordinary in this task. There are instead the beautifully brave markings of selfless sacrifice, worn-out prayer knees, hours of night watch, poured out affections, endurance through trials, and an unwavering love that holds steadfast.

So carry on brave one. Carry on through the laughter and the tears, the joy and the hardships, the majestic and the mundane. Carry on through the late nights and the early mornings. Stay faithful to this task of raising a generation, shaping hearts, molding character. For though the world may see a simple mom, we see you. 

We see you testifying to truth, extending grace, loving without reserve. We see you nurturing hearts, mending broken pieces, tending tear-stained cheeks. We see you through the monotonous and we see you in the miraculous.

For you are anything but normal. You are beautifully brave. You are Mom!

Beautifully Brave - A Tribute to Moms | Faith and Composition

For a beautiful {FREE} 8×10 printable featuring quotes from this post,
as well as a {FREE} 5×7 Mother’s Day card, click here.    

*If this post spoke to you, please consider sharing. I would be so honored! And if you know a Beautifully Brave mom, won’t you reach out to her, and extend to her the words that she so desperately needs to hear? Encourage her in this bold, brave calling! Tag her in social media, and then post to the hashtag #beautifullybrave. Because all these beautifully brave moms—you, your sister, your mom, your best friend … the unsung heroes who do this sacred task without much recognition—need to know that they are seen. They need to know that they are beautifully brave!

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Like what you see here? Then you’ll love my first-ever children’s book, Bruce the Brave. Now available on Amazon

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A Prayer for my Daughter, on Her Birthday

A Prayer for my Daughter, on her birthday | Faith and Composition

Dear sweet girl, you’re two today. Remnants of baby still cling to your frame, but you’re growing tall and your limbs stretch longer. How quickly these days pass! If only I could freeze this curious, energetic, passionate season with you.

Yet you change a little each day, growing, stretching, embracing, releasing; the days pass, and the years accumulate with startling speed. And so today, on the occasion of your birthday, there are a few thing I want you to know.

A Prayer for my Daughter, on her birthday | Faith and Composition

I want you to know that I pray for you with a fervency, a hope, and a heartache. It is the delicate balance of a tension that only a mother knows: that heart-full space in between grounding and giving wings.

Above all else, I pray you know that you are loved with a love that surpasses depth or height, a love that confounds knowledge or understanding. I pray dear girl, that your heart hears that truth and let’s it sink into your innermost core where it may root and flourish. For nothing else can replace the beautiful assurance that comes with knowing you are loved. You are loved by the God who knew you even be for He knit you together in my womb, and that same God sent His son to stretch his arms wide on a cross for you. He loves you! He loves you! He loves you! There are no sweeter words.

And I pray you know how much your dad and I, your brother and sister love you. We treasure and adore you, sweet girl! You have brought such light and life, love and laughter to our family! I pray you find your foundation within this family; I pray we are your safe place, always the home to which you can return. And yet I hope you have a God-given hunger to engage the world in a way that light engages the darkness.

I pray you choose mercy, pour out compassion, seek honesty, uphold integrity. I pray you live with passion and never forget the miraculous privilege of your calling … that you are a daughter of the king most high, and He calls you His beloved. There are rights and responsibilities associated with that calling, my dear. They are yours; live them out.

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I pray you know that you are beautiful, not just because of your form or your frame but because of the light within. The Lord has created you, and He calls you the apple of his eye! He is enthralled with you, dear girl!

The world will tell you that your worth is wrapped up in your body, your beauty, or your brains, but you are worthy, not because of who you are but because of to whom you belong. You are HIS! And He has plans to give you a hope and a future that are beyond anything this world could ever offer you. When the voices of the world echo loud, when lies and half-truths threaten to steal your joy, remember this truth.

I pray you have dreams or desires that can’t be contained by logic or reason. I pray you aren’t afraid to fail, and when you make mistakes (as you certainly will) I pray you find grace and forgiveness in the process. If you shoot for the moon and land, not among the stars, but face first on the solid ground, it will hurt. The fall always hurts. When that happens, cry. Cry for the pain and the loss of it, but then reach out to find the everlasting arms outstretched and waiting to lift you up. 

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I pray you never lose your sense of wonder, never cease to see the beauty unfolding around you. I pray the mountains steal your breath and the ocean fills your soul with the tangible awareness of God’s incredible goodness and His constant nearness. I pray you lose your toes in the sand and your voice upon the wind.

I pray you are undone by the incredible miracle of life itself. When you look at the wrinkled skin of a fresh-from-the-womb baby or gaze into the deeply lined faces of those who have lived so many years, I pray you are astounded by the gift of life and ever grateful to the giver.

So many pages lie before you unwritten, so many blank spaces and empty days yet to fill. They will come in a flash and a flurry, breathtaking and beautiful. For life is a gift, and you my dear, are the sweetest gift.

Never doubt it, darling. You are beautiful, you are treasured, you are loved!

Happy birthday, little one! We love you!

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Like what you see here? Then you’ll love my first-ever children’s book, Bruce the Brave. Now available on Amazon

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Regret-Free Mothering

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Regrets can suffocate a mom, threaten to steal the joy right out from within her. A mother can tally up those things like she’s keeping score. She can string each one, a bead at a time and then wear them around her neck like an albatross. My oldest is six, so I haven’t logged even a decade of motherhood yet, but I have some regrets stacking up already.

Just the other night, my son walked with dog bowls in hand toward the pantry. His arms wavered slightly as he set the bowls on the counter, then he turned, and I caught his eye. As his lip trembled, and the tears spilled from his eyes, I felt overwhelming regret consume me. Just moments before I had barked orders at him. We were running late, the baby was crying, dinner needed to be on the table, and I was feeling the pressure. I let the stress fill me up, and then I poured it out on him.

My boy is tender hearted, gracious, compassionate. It cuts him to the core when I use a harsh tone. So why do I do it? Why do I let the stress of the day boil over and take it’s toll on the ones I love most? I wrapped my arms around him almost immediately; I got down on his level and asked for forgiveness. Our relationship was mended, but I went to bed that night with regret eating at me.

The apostle Peter had regrets too. Christ foretold Peter he would deny him. But Peter was adamant, not him. Never.

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But just hours after confessing his devotion, Peter does the very thing he vowed he wouldn’t do. He denies Jesus in His deepest hour of need … not once, not twice, but three times. Then the rooster crows, searing regret into Peter’s core, and he weeps bitterly.

If Peter—the man in Jesus’ inner circle—had regrets, you and I are bound to have them too. Mistakes in life, missteps in work, wrongs in relationships, misgivings in mothering. The question then is what do we do when these regrets arise?

What do we do when harsh words are spoken, spirits deflated, hearts crushed, souls wounded? How do we respond when tears fall from little ones’ eyes or doors slam at the hands of a frustrated teen? How do we move beyond the all-consuming regret that results from those situations and into reconciliation and redemption?

Peter could have remained in his regrets. He could have wallowed in the sorrow of his denial of Jesus, and it could have rendered him useless for the Kingdom. This denial could have been the last we heard of Peter. His ministry could have ended here.

But it didn’t. Why? Because Jesus … 

After his resurrection, Jesus appears to the disciples and asks Peter a direct question. Not once, not twice, but three times. “Simon son of John, do you love me?” And three times Peter affirms Him, one answer of affirmation to redeem each denial.

Peter’s regret was one that only Christ could redeem. And Christ indeed did just that. Jesus sought Peter, He reconciled Peter to himself, and then He used Peter to influence the Kingdom for eternity. Peter knew what it meant to have regrets, and he knew what it meant to have those regrets redeemed. It was this experience that enabled Peter to became a conduit of grace to so many others.

You and I have that same opportunity. When mama guilt threatens to consume us, we can give in to the regret. We can let it eat away at us, gnawing into our heart, or we can give it to Jesus. If we give it to Jesus, we’ll find that He redeems our regret and transforms it into a tool of grace and redemption that we can’t help but spill out onto our own children and others. We can extend forgiveness, show mercy, pour out lovingkindness only because we have been recipients of it first. When face to face with Jesus, our regrets suddenly transform from marred mistakes into tools of His mercy. So whatever your regrets may be—even if they’re strung as beads upon a thread worn heavy around your neck—drop them at the feet of Jesus and allow Him to bring forth redemption.

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This is Day 13 in 31 Days of Intentional Mothering. To start reading from Day 1, click here.

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The Butterfly Lesson

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As I dropped the oldest off at his classroom the other day, there was a flurry of excited activity. A monarch caterpillar had fully emerged from its chrysalis, and the butterfly fluttered around. A second monarch caterpillar was in the process of emerging, and an animated group of six-year-old kids hovered around, watching the incredible miracle of transformation take place.

Just ten minutes later, as I stood talking to a fellow mom, the class emerged outside to give the monarch its freedom and watch it take flight. It lighted upon a tree branch and then flitted away.

Hours later, as I sat at home with all three kids sans the hubbie who was away on a business trip, I’d all but forgotten about the butterfly. The night was stretching long, and my patience was wearing thin. It was just past 9, and the kids had yet to be drifting off to dreamland. Sleeping bags were scattered on the floor, and no less than five books, a baby doll, one stuffed horse, and three kids were piled in our bed. I was tired, and they were pressing my limits.

As I began to reach my breaking point, I felt my blood pressure rising. Irritated and exhausted, I began barking orders at the kids: lay down, no talking, close your eyes, go to sleep. Not exactly the picture of an intentional mom who desires to let grace be the banner over her home.

When their breathing fell into a rhythmic cadence and arms draped heavy, I slipped out of the room. And as I reflected on the last few moments before they’d fallen asleep, I felt the ugly feeling of defeat and failure thick around my shoulders. Because sometimes I parent with such lovingkindness, but then other times

I sulked into the office and sat down at the computer, but nothing came. There were no words of encouragement for intentional moms bubbling out of my spirit. Because let’s be honest, I felt like the least intentional mom of all. I crawled back into bed, and then suddenly, in His lovingkindness, God brought the butterfly to mind.

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The butterfly is an object lesson in the unspeakable goodness of God’s grace. For it is God who causes the monarch caterpillar to undergo the miraculous process of metamorphosis that then transforms it from a ground-crawling creature into a winged butterfly of striking beauty.

And He does the same for you and I. He did it once at the cross, and He continues to do it every moment of every day. He takes the bruised, broken, messy parts of our hearts, and He transforms those ugly places into things of unspeakable beauty. He takes the old, and He makes all things new.

If God does it for the butterfly; if He cares about the transformation of a lowly caterpillar into a winged creature of intricate detail, how much more does He care about our own transformation? How much more does He long to transform our own motherhood story, to bring beauty and restoration to our relationship with our own children?

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It’s this power, this all-consuming, can’t-wrap-my-mind-around-His-goodness that gives you and I the strength to get up in the morning and start all over with our kids. We can’t do this on our own. Left to our devices, we will fail to love without restraint, fail to let forgiveness cover grievances, fail to parent with patience and compassion. But when we allow God to enter into the heart of our mothering, He causes life and grace to spring forth from otherwise dead and dusty places.

I don’t know where you may be in your motherhood journey. I don’t know if guilt hangs thick around your shoulders, or if the regret of past mistakes weighs heavy, but I know this … the God who causes the butterfly to emerge from the depths of a suffocating, dark cocoon does the same for us. When all hope seems lost for the caterpillar, when logic would cause us to see nothing but death and decay in the caterpillar’s tomb-like cocoon, God is working to bring forth a miracle of life and transformation.

So dear momma, when your patience wears thin, when regret is a constant friend, when you long to mother with intentionality but fear you are failing miserably … simply remember the butterfly.

This is Day 12 in 31 Days of Intentional Mothering. To start reading from Day 1, click here.

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Like what you see here? Then you’ll love my first-ever children’s book, Bruce the Brave. Now available on Amazon

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All content is ©Faith&Composition by Shalene Roberts, unless otherwise noted. All rights reserved. If you like F&C content, I’d be tickled pink if you would share. Just please include a link to the original post. Thank you!