Exodus 34:6–7, John 1:5, 1 John 1 4:8, Romans 3:25–26, Galatians 5:21–23, Ephesians 4:11–13


1. God is complete and unified
2. God’s attributes work together
3. God gives out of his own fullness and abundance 

    1. Free to be who you are.
    2. Free to ask for help.
    3. Free to let him meet others’ needs.
    4. We need one another.
    5. Free to celebrate other’s gifts.
    6. Free to love in reality.


You know, for white-collar workers, you’re expected to be hyper-productive and super-efficient. You’re expected to be incredibly creative, to give a hundred and ten percent, and take this ball and run with it, and create something new. Nobody’s really working a nine-to-five, punch-the-clock job anymore. And if you are, you’re not going to last very long, because there’s competition and there’s globalism, and there’s this constant feeling that the lawn mower is going to take your head off at any moment, so you run as fast as you can to stay relevant and up-to-date on technology. There are a lot of pressures at work, of course, but then there’s email—you just say that word and people’s hearts start beating faster. Just trying to keep up with email can be a full time job. So there are all these pressures at work.

And then at home, there are pressures that I certainly experienced as a middle-class mother. To be Super Mother, to stage birthday parties—I staged D-Day for one child, I turned the backyard into Mount Olympus for another. You know, whatever happened to Pin the Tail on the Donkey, like I had, or the lopsided angel-food cake with a few neighborhood friends? Why is that not enough? Why did I feel like that wasn’t good enough? Of course, part of that problem is the guilt associated with working mothers, the cultural expectation that, if you’re a working mother, you’re somehow not as good a mother, so you’re constantly looking for ways to try to prove that you are, to make it up. But in a weird way, you’re throwing parties for other people, not necessarily doing it for your kids. So, motherhood standards are higher.
— Brigid Schulte, Mockingbird


Oh Great is our God

In Tenderness

King of My Heart

Rock of Ages

Father You are All We Need