To the woman who wears the apron and still wants to glow…

You built a life for your family. You keep the home, invite others in, set the table. You are the career woman. The homemaker. Multiple streams of income girl. All of it.

You wear the “apron” always serving, always giving.

And deep down, there is that longing and ache, a silent scream Can I also be served? Rest? Buy the pretty dress? The makeup? Just about than life starts to feel sacrificial, no joy. Everything becomes a list, a chore. Even time with God becomes rushed another thing to tick off.

You might as well have skipped it because you can’t even remember what you read or what you prayed.

And if you choose you… the guilt creeps in.

Then there is social media… ai.You see other women living soft, glowing, dressed in beauty, driving the dream, drinking her greens. And somewhere in you, it stirs.That ache. That want. That feeling of being behind.

We want to serve, but also be seen.

We want to be invited, but please, let me sit, I really don’t want to help, I just want to be and then the guilt comes again, you get up to help.

It feels like no matter what kind of woman you are, there is always this silent guilt.

Am I doing enough? Can I wear the apron and the good skin serum? (lol, I have a thing for serums)

Can I feed others and still tend to my own desires? Because honestly? Life can feel like a never ending chore. We are doing so much that we forget who we are and when we are tired of all things on our to do list, we still have to deal with hormonal changes. It feels unfair. So, we try to buy the glow, the dress, the sparkle, thinking maybe it will bring us back to ourselves. But really, we just need to pause.

Take the tea break.

Take the bath and lock the door.

Have a quiet lunch away from the desk.

Put the phone down.

Breathe and look up.

There is not always a holiday, once a year and if it comes it is self catering  

We need to priorities rest, rest during the day. We need to make Sabbath sacred again. Our days need little sabbaths because rest is holy. We need permission to not disappear behind the “apron”

You can still be becoming.

You can still glow.

The apron is part of your story, but so is the softening. (Our new word!)

I pray you get to rest, find the courage to disconnect from distractions, be still , let go of the need to constantly be busy, to be present in your conversations, your quiet times don’t worry about tomorrow. One day at the time because tomorrow will have its own worries. Each day has enough trouble of its own.

My beautiful friend

You are allowed to rest. You are so worthy.

Lots of love.

Zelna

Read Matthew 6:25 - 34

Mark 6:31

“Then, because so many people were coming and going that they did not even have a chance to eat, he said to them, ‘Come with me by yourselves to a quiet place and get some rest.’