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I Didn’t Feel Ready – But I Obeyed Anyway

(How Kavanah Mama Started from a Place of Surrender) In 2016, I gave my life to Christ.That decision opened up a new journey—a deep relationship with the Holy Spirit. I started learning how to surrender my desires, my dreams, and even my daily plans to Him. And in that surrender, He began showing me what…


(How Kavanah Mama Started from a Place of Surrender)


In 2016, I gave my life to Christ.
That decision opened up a new journey—a deep relationship with the Holy Spirit. I started learning how to surrender my desires, my dreams, and even my daily plans to Him. And in that surrender, He began showing me what it really means to live intentionally.

One year, while praying about the future, I asked the Holy Spirit to give me direction. And I clearly heard:
“Be intentional.”

That word settled in my heart. It wasn’t just a suggestion—it became a lifestyle. I realized how intentional God is with us, and I wanted to reflect that same intentionality in every season of my life: in singleness, in marriage, in motherhood.


I’ve always loved writing. I’ve always loved capturing moments and expressing myself through words and pictures. But somewhere along the way, I started doubting that my story mattered. I once heard someone call me an “open book,” and instead of embracing that, I let fear creep in. I began holding back. I stopped sharing.

I had a blog back then—it was called Unbounded Living, focused on health and wellness during my single season. But after I got married and became a mother, everything shifted. Motherhood has a way of flipping your world upside down in the most sacred, stretching way.

I was no longer just thinking about myself. I had a child, a home, and new responsibilities. And yet… the desire to write again kept stirring in my heart.


In a conversation with a close friend, she reminded me:
“You love writing. Why don’t you start again?”

I knew God had already been nudging me. I didn’t feel ready. My first baby wasn’t even one year old. I was still learning. Still adjusting. Still figuring it out. But I also knew there was no “perfect time” to begin. There was only obedience.

That’s how Kavanah Mama was born.

Even the name came from that same word: intentional. I wanted this space to reflect what God was doing in me—to be a place for moms who are walking with purpose, even when they don’t feel perfect.


Kavanah Mama hasn’t been a smooth, flawless journey. My first blog was lost due to technical issues. I was pregnant again, not feeling well, and forgot to renew my hosting. It was discouraging.

But this time, something in me said, “Don’t quit.”

So I started again—completely from scratch. With no fancy launch, no big plan—just a quiet yes to God.


These days, I still don’t feel “ready” most of the time. But I’ve learned that God isn’t asking for perfection—He’s asking for obedience.
He’s asking me to show up, even if I’m unsure.
To keep writing.
To keep sharing.
To keep surrendering.

That’s also what led me to start creating prayer journals—something I dreamed of doing back in university. After becoming a mom, I needed a way to stay grounded in God’s Word, even in the chaos of daily life. So I made a journal that could hold space for both motherhood and quiet time with God—and now I get to share it with other women too.


To the mama reading this:

If you feel like it’s not the right time…
If you feel like you’re not experienced enough…
If you feel like you’re not qualified…

Surrender that to God.
He gave you those dreams. He gave you that family. And He will sustain you in the calling He placed on your life.

You don’t need to be perfect.
You just need to be willing.


PS:
I’d love to invite you to download my free resource:
The Intentional Mama Starter Kit: 10 Simple Habits for Intentional Living as a Mom 
And if this post spoke to you, I’d love to hear your story. You can DM me on Instagram, or even just send a private message:
Have you ever started before you felt ready? Let’s talk about it.

Let’s build a community of mamas who are learning to live surrendered, one step at a time.