Rebecca Howells
MOM Collective

I’ve always loved picturing mothers as lionesses. My family have always adored lions, especially the character Aslan from The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis. As a child I would always picture the character of God as a lion. Bold, strong, fearless and protective. But it wasn’t until I became a mother that I began to admire the characteristics of the lioness role too.

I love being a lioness. You are a Lioness! Not just in the huge battles of life but in the daily life of being a mother.

A lioness’s role within her pride is to hunt, gather and bring food to the lion and her cubs. She also protects the lion and her family from attackers and other prey and warns them of impending attacks! Sound familiar?

I can get fed up with the mundane tasks of motherhood as much as any mother. The thankless tasks like doing the washing and ironing only to then see the clothes thrown on the bedroom floor. Or the meal I spent so much time cooking only for my sons to say ‘yuck’ when they arrive at the table and then moan at bedtime because they are hungry. But when these moments overwhelm me I like to picture being a lioness and take a deep breath.

I have struggled at times feeling like I am in a waiting season, unable to fulfill my dreams until my children are older. But I don’t think that way anymore. I understand now that I was born for this role of motherhood. I know I am the perfect mother for my children and so are you. No one else can love and raise your children like you can, they were destined to be raised by you and you are not in a waiting season! You are exactly where you are meant to be in THIS season! Be encouraged you have the skills of a lioness to navigate the journey of motherhood.

When you have areas of life where you feel you are lacking you can use your pride! Talk with your friends and share the journey. Don’t ever be afraid to share with your cheerleaders. They may have just been through the same thing and have the perfect piece of advice. If they don’t then crack open the biscuit tin and talk it through together! When I was researching the role of a lioness I read that usually within the pride the lionesses are related, mothers, daughters and sisters. Prides can have up to 40 lionesses within them. They cannot do life alone and neither can we. Surrounding yourself with women who love to do life with you is so important. Women who can be your cheerleaders and you can be theirs makes life so much easier.

When I was 7 months pregnant during a worship time at church, I had a sudden sharp pain in my stomach and only just managed to get to the side of the stage behind the curtain before collapsing. I scared myself and those around me that day! I had a significant bleed and spent a week in hospital and the rest of my pregnancy on bed rest. As a worship team we had been excitedly preparing for our first live service being aired by the BBC. I was so excited to take part in this event with my worship team family who I had been with since I was 15 years old. But after the scare I knew I couldn’t sing during this service anymore. I had to stop work and go on maternity leave from the worship team. I was so upset. I was resentful of my season for a few days, I wasn’t ready to pause my ministry! I had to prioritize my baby’s health and whilst that was a no brainer, it was still so disappointing for me. Our babies are only young for a short season and being present in that season is an honour and a privilege given to us by our Heavenly Father. So, if you ever feel like you’re ‘just a mother’ turn that lie on its head and remind yourself you are a LIONESS.

The protective role of a lioness is something all mothers can relate too. Sometimes the battles will be minor, but sometimes they will huge! You may not feel like you can face them, but you can. Here’s where you’ll need your ROAR.  My son was 13 months old when a disease tried to attack his heart. He was diagnosed with Kawasaki’s disease. He was in the high dependency unit for 9 days. It was every mother’s nightmare. I roared like never before. I prayed and prayed and prayed. I called upon my cheerleaders and got them to call upon anyone and everyone they could to cover my baby in prayer. In those days of desperation, I felt a strength rise up on the inside of me that got me through those 9 days. Once we were home I fell apart and that’s ok. I allowed others to care for us and hold me up until the trauma settled. In those traumatic days I was so grateful for my pack and proud of the lioness within that rose up during the battle.

So, know your Father in heaven, who is like a Lion, is cheering you on as you do your lioness thing with all you’ve got!

-Rebecca xo