Finding Your Life

“Whoever finds their life will lose it, and whoever loses their life for my sake will find it.” Matthew 10:39
Dear Caregiver,
It’s so easy to scroll through social media and feel the ache of comparison. I know, I lived that life once too. Maybe it’s the family hopping on airplanes with ease, traveling the world with their typical children. Maybe it’s the influencer sharing polished moments of motherhood. Or perhaps it’s someone like me – now on the other side of 24/7 caregiving: speaking, writing, leading an organization, and appearing to have it all together. It may look like I’ve “found my life.” Found my purpose and found my freedom.
But Jesus turns our definitions upside down. He tells us that whoever finds their life will lose it, and whoever loses their life for His sake will find it.
Dear weary, faithful one, you are living in that second category.
Every therapy appointment.
Every sleepless night.
Every dream you quietly laid down.
Every decision filtered through what is best for your loved one.
You have poured out your life for the sake of another.
The world may not applaud your decision and social media may not celebrate it and it probably doesn’t look impressive or glamorous, but the Kingdom of Heaven sees it differently.
Jesus calls it loss and then He calls it life.
When you surrendered your plans, your preferences, and your timeline, you stepped into a holy space. A space of surrender and a space where dependence on God becomes daily bread.
You have not been forgotten, and you have not wasted your life, and according to our Savior, you are right in the middle of finding it.
This is a glorious promise wrapped around your daily sacrifice: those who lose their lives for His sake will find them. Not necessarily in the way the world defines “finding yourself,” but in a deeper joy and an eternal purpose.
When envy whispers that others are living while you are merely surviving, remember this, you are living in the purest version of life and with each moment of surrendered obedience, you inch closer to the only existence that truly matters, one drenched in approval from the Kingdom of Heaven.
Just keep livin.

We’ll Get Mansions in Heaven

We’ll get mansions
in Heaven
one day
So they say…

To us weary caregivers
As we humbly
bow
and pray.

And we cuss
And we moan
And we weep
And we groan

Our souls
Laid bare
Before
His holy throne.

Our tears born of pain
And also of love
A life not imagined
But planned from above.

Or so it seems
As we drown in the deep
Fighting for services
Supplies and for sleep!

And we wipe and we bathe
And help in all the ways
Our children who need us
For the rest of their days.

We’ll get mansions
in Heaven
one day
So they say…

But I say-

I don’t need a mansion
Neither here nor there
But I do need much more
Than just a simple prayer

A meal would be nice
Or maybe a break
For my caregiving duties
Are a lot, goodness sake.

If you see a caregiver
Please offer your time
For blessing their heart
Just adds to this rhyme.

Caregivers need help!
We need to be seen
And more than just words
Or thoughts that demean

We’ll all need care
At one time or another
So let’s elevate the status
Of every father and mother.

Caregivers are the backbone
Of each society
We must keep their light bright
For you, me,and we.

Just keep livin.
Written by Jess Ronne /jessplusthemess