I asked ChatGPT to help me with a poem that gave off the same vibes as my Striving & Stillness post for my vision board. I know people have ~*~feelings~*~ about ChatGPT’s help in creative writing, but I really want it to live in this space, too. <3
I push, I plan, I chase the day,
Stack lists and rules to light my way.
The world cries louder, “Do, achieve—
Perfection waits for those who weave.”
Yet Scripture whispers, calm and clear,
“Be still, My child, for I am near.
Abide in Me, your burden’s light,
My grace will hold you through the night.”
Motherhood is not a chart,
But Spirit’s fruit within the heart:
Love, patience, kindness, gentle hands,
A faithful walk where mercy stands.
So discipline is not my king,
But grace that guides each daily thing.
Faithful work, and holy rest,
Both a gift, when God knows best.
Not “all the things,” but what is true—
The call He’s placed today, to do.
To love, to play, to simply be,
A mother rooted deep in Thee.