I was just a mom at a park with her kids when I stopped to talk to someone and everything changed.

She was down in the creek with her two sons when I made my way down to meet her. After a little small talk, I asked if she had a church home. She said she didn’t. I told her about our church reopening after the tornado and invited her to come. She said she might.

I have conversations like this often and honestly didn’t think much would come of it. But I followed up.

Sure enough, her entire family was there on Sunday morning. And the craziest thing happened—they kept coming. And then they gave their lives over to God. They got baptized and shared their stories with the entire church of how Jesus had saved them. Now their boys are also seeking God and learning all they can about Him. And now, months later, they are some of our dearest friends.

Here’s why I share this: Motherhood can feel so consuming—like it’s survival mode all the time and there is no purpose outside of keeping the tiny humans alive. But when we let God move in our hearts to look outside ourselves and ask daily, “Who needs the hope of the gospel?” It radically changes the way you live. It makes you talk to people you never would, go to places you never would, and do things you never would just for the opportunity for someone to know the kind of hope you have.

Motherhood doesn’t put that mission on pause, instead it gives a new platform by which to share the message.

So the next time I’m having one of those motherhood days, I’m going to load my kids up and go to the park and just pray and see who God brings into my path. It just might change someone’s life.