What Makes My Kids Cry Today

By Lizzie @ What Makes My Kid Cry Today

Real Life. Real Laughs. Real Jesus.

Maybe this week left you tired.

Not just “I need a nap” tired—soul-tired.

The kind of tired that coffee can’t fix and sleep doesn’t solve.

Maybe you feel invisible—like the woman behind the meals, the messes, the meltdown management.

You’ve wiped tears, picked up Cheerios, repeated yourself 47 times, and somehow still feel like you didn’t do enough.

But today, I want you to know:

God still sees you.

👀 The God Who Sees

There’s a beautiful name for God in Scripture:

El Roi — “The God who sees me.”

(Hagar called Him that in Genesis 16:13, when she felt alone, used, and forgotten.)

And if He saw her—

A woman in the wilderness, hurt and hidden—

Then He sees you, too.

🫶 He Sees…

The way you got up before the sun. The tears you cried in the shower because you didn’t want the kids to see. The 43 times you bent low to serve little hearts that didn’t say thank you. The way you whispered “Jesus, help” over a basket of laundry and a child’s meltdown.

None of it goes unnoticed.

📖 Encouraging Scripture

“You are the God who sees me… I have now seen the One who sees me.”

— Genesis 16:13

“The eyes of the Lord are on the righteous, and His ears are attentive to their cry.”

— Psalm 34:15

“Even the very hairs of your head are all numbered.”

— Luke 12:7

🙏 A Simple Sunday Prayer

Lord,

Sometimes I feel invisible, like all I do disappears into the noise.

But You see me.

You see every diaper changed, every dish washed, every act of unseen love.

Remind me that I’m not just surviving motherhood—I’m serving You in it.

And that is enough.

Amen.

💬 Final Word for Your Sunday

You are seen.

You are known.

You are held.

Not because you had a perfect week.

Not because you kept it together.

But because you belong to a God who never looks away.

So breathe deep today.

Sip your coffee slowly.

Let the grace of a God who sees you soak into your soul.

You’re doing holy work, Mama.

Even when no one else notices—He does.