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Teaching Perseverance: How To Empower Our Kids To Overcome Challenges

teaching perseverance

Our family has a new motto. Ok, ok I have a new motto; hard has the potential to produce perseverance.

A couple weeks ago we entered the ice arena for my son’s weekly hockey clinic.

Maybe it was my brain exhausted from the holidays (it was 2 days post christmas), or maybe my brain remembered incorrectly so I would be in this exact place, at this exact time. 

Whichever the reason, we were there – my son all geared up and ready to roll – but there was no clinic. 

My son was heartbroken. He LOVES hockey, and I’m so thankful he has an outlet to experience joy and community and determination. However, the disappointment he displayed was ripping my mama heart into pieces.

As we sullenly walked back out into the abnormally mild winter, we ran into one of his coaches.

I said hi and, thanks to my catastrophic anxiety, confirmed with her there was no practice.

Im going to pause here for a moment. 

Why?

Because everything following this moment happened so fast, I just need to preface the situation with this acknowledgement so that you can fully experience what I am attempting to help you envision.

Let me say this boldly so you understand the full effect of these 30 seconds and the remaining hour that ensued – I CANNOT SKATE.

Not like, “I can’t skate – well.”

No.

Like, I have never stood without holding onto the railing type of can’t skate.

Every red flag warning and internal alarm was blaring in my brain to say NO THANKS!

Ok, let’s resume.

His coach assured me that there was no clinic in Lou of holiday breaks. BUT, she said that they WERE having a clinic for MOMS to skate. 

I told his coach I can’t skate and she insisted that this was for moms who can’t skate (bless her heart for being so kind and encouraging)!

Here is why this matters for todays topic – I looked over at Andy and he was watching me with such intent and inquisitiveness that I knew, without a doubt, and with all anxiety, I had to do this.

This here was more than just a moms skate night. This was a core memory, a lesson in perseverance and overcoming doubt and mental disabilities. 

perseverance hockey moms

As I looked into my first borns bright and curious hazel eyes, I said – ok, let’s do it.

Andy let out a joyful shriek at the idea of mom skating (He is well aware I am no better than a gazelle on ice), and smiled larget than I think I have ever seen him smile (that’s saying a lot).

I am beyond elated to report that I did not fall once! I actually skated without holding the boards (although I held a stick), and I even pushed through hockey drills! 

When told I didn’t have to complete the drills, I not-so-confidently assured the coach that I would complete the tasks, because that is what I would want Andy to do.

Why torture myself and the other lovely moms?  

My son was watching. I do not tolerate him half hearting drills on the ice, so, I couldn’t either. But, honestly, I wanted to. I wanted to run off the second I was on. It was hard. But hard is not the same as bad.

New moms, new experience, new equipment – I hope I hid it well but I was in a full blown panic attack that entire hour. 

I could have gotten off, but I persevered. 

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The other mothers were incredible and kind. They encouraged me, cheered for me, and geared me up with what I didn’t have (one mom even giving me her husbands hockey gloves). 

And my son watched it all. 

Yes, I could talk to him about perseverance, I could read him scripture. We could discuss and ponder and play out scenarios. I don’t know about you, but I always learn better when I witness the lesson in real life. 

While that was probably the longest intro ever, I hope you will stay with me for a couple more minutes as we dive into a few other ways we moms can live out the power of perseverance to our kids. 

Perseverance through Doubt

perseverance exodus scripture

Motherhood is a journey filled with many unexpected twists and turns. There are moments when we question our abilities, doubt our decisions, and wonder if we’re doing enough for our children. Heck, some of these might be within the same hour.

I’ve been there, and if you’re reading this, chances are, you’ve been there too. But remember, even in the Bible, many of God’s faithful servants experienced doubt.

Take Moses, for instance. He doubted his ability to lead the Israelites out of Egypt, but God reassured him and used him mightily (Exodus 4:10-12).

Similarly, God is with us in our moments of doubt, reassuring us that He has equipped us for this beautiful journey of motherhood.

So next time doubt creeps in, take a deep breath, say a prayer, and remind yourself that you are enough because the One who called you to be a mother is with you.

Perseverance through Disappointment

perseverance romans scripture

Disappointment is an inevitable part of life, and motherhood is no exception.

Maybe it’s the disappointment of a missed milestone, a parenting strategy that didn’t work, or simply the frustration when things don’t go as planned.

We’ve all had those days when the laundry pile seems never-ending, the kids are bickering, and the coffee pot is empty.

But here’s a nugget of wisdom from Scripture to hold onto: Romans 5:3-4 tells us that we can rejoice in our sufferings because suffering produces endurance, character, and hope.

These trying times are not in vain; they are shaping us into more resilient, compassionate, and patient mothers.

Remember the time when your toddler spilled their juice for the third time in a day? It was frustrating, yes, but it also taught you patience and the power of a calm response.

So next time disappointment comes knocking, embrace it as an opportunity to grow and model resilience for your children.

Perseverance through the Day

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Let’s be honest, some days are just tough. From dawn to dusk, it feels like a marathon of meal prep, diaper changes, tantrums, homework help, and bedtime battles.

It’s in these moments, when we’re knee-deep in the trenches of motherhood, that perseverance becomes our lifeline.

The Bible offers us encouragement in Galatians 6:9, “Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.”

Each act of service, each moment of sacrifice for our children is sowing seeds of love and faith that will one day bear fruit.

So, when your day feels like a whirlwind of chaos, remember to pause, breathe, and persevere. Your daily efforts, no matter how small they seem, are making a world of difference in your child’s life.


Final Thoughts on Perseverance

You see, sisters, sometimes the most profound lessons we can teach our children come from the every day moments; the times when we’re pushed out of our comfort zones and forced to confront our fears, doubts, and insecurities happen all the time.

And in doing so, we model perseverance for our little ones.

In the face of disappointment, we have a choice. We can let it define us, or we can choose to rise above it, to lean on our faith, and to persevere.

That’s what I did on that ice rink. I chose to push past my fear, to embrace the challenge, and to show my son that even his mom can skate (or at least, try to).

So, as we wrap up this Motherhood Monday post, I want you to remember one thing: You are not alone in this journey of motherhood. Each struggle, each doubt, and each moment of perseverance is a shared experience. We are all in this together, learning, growing, and leaning on faith to guide us through.

Isn’t it wonderful to know that we can find strength in our shared stories, wisdom in our collective experiences, and encouragement in our mutual faith? That’s what this community is all about. And I would love for you to be an even bigger part of it.

By subscribing to our email list, you’ll join a community of mothers navigating the joys and challenges of motherhood with faith and resilience. You’ll receive weekly insights, stories, and practical advice right in your inbox to inspire and uplift you.

Plus, you’ll be the first to know about our special events, offers, and resources designed to support and enrich your faith journey.

So, are you ready to deepen your faith, connect with like-minded moms, and become part of a supportive community? If so, click HERE to subscribe to our email list. Let’s continue this beautiful journey of faith-filled motherhood together.

Stay blessed, stay inspired, and remember that, just like on that ice rink, you have the power to persevere through anything life throws your way. After all, we are mothers, and we are stronger than we think!

Until next time, sending you love, light, and blessings.

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Anchored by Hope is a lifestyle blog founded by Nicole domitro in 2017 to encourage, empower, and educate women on their journey of faith, motherhood, and mental health. Nicole is a wife and mom of three. After struggling with postpartum depression and anxiety, she started Anchored by Hope as a way to open up about her own struggles and help other women who might be going through the same thing. The blog aims to provide hope and encouragement for women of all ages and walks of life.

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Hi, I’m Nicole, and Anchored by Hope is my story of transformation and grace. Before giving my life to Jesus at 24, I lived a life far from where I am today—a mom, homemaker, and beauty artist Anchored by Hope. With a background in Biblical Studies and a passion for helping women find beauty—both inside and out—I’m here to share how God’s Word can transform our everyday lives. Join me as I explore the messy, beautiful, and faith-filled journey of motherhood, homemaking, and living out God’s grace.

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Begin by worshiping God for who He is.
💬 “Lord, You are faithful, good, and full of mercy.”

R — Repent
Confess where you’ve fallen short, and rest in His grace.
💬 “Forgive me for rushing ahead of You and for my impatience.”

A — Ask
Bring your needs (and the needs of others) to Him.
💬 “Give me wisdom for the decisions ahead and peace in my waiting.”

Y — Yield
Surrender your plans to Him and listen for His leading.
💬 “I release my agenda. Align my heart with Yours.”

You can use P.R.A.Y. in the morning, in a journal, while doing dishes, or before bed—it’s less about the “how” and more about the “Who.”

💌 I shared this full guide (plus a printable version you can tuck in your Bible) in my weekly email this week.
Not on the list yet? Join now so you never miss a resource or encouragement drop — the link is in my bio.

💬 Do you already have a prayer rhythm? Or is this a tool you’d use?
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Yes, I’m excited to teach. But what I’m really excited about is sharing what God has done to bring me here—because this story started over 10 years ago.

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But I was a hairstylist with no plans for school. That dream felt wild and impossible.

Two years later, I applied to Moody Bible Institute. Not only was I accepted, but they took all my beauty school credits. A miracle.

Over the years, God kept weaving CLA into our lives—through friends, connections, and redemption stories I could’ve never planned.

When we enrolled Andy in kindergarten there, that same homecoming feeling returned. But with littles at home, we homeschooled for a few years.

Then last fall, God stirred our hearts again. I submitted my resume in faith… not knowing what job (if any) was available.

Fast forward: CLA called.
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It will bring you to your knees in worship and in weariness.

It’s the greatest gift—and the greatest sacrifice.

A holy calling that asks for your whole heart, your whole self, and somehow, gives you even more in return.

Motherhood is late nights and early mornings.

It’s sticky kisses, tearful prayers, and deep, unspoken joys.

It’s the ache of pouring out—and the awe of being loved so fiercely by little hearts who see you as home.

To be a mama is to live in the tension:
of holding on and letting go, of losing yourself and somehow finding more of who God created you to be.

And today, while we honor the beauty and blessing of motherhood, we also hold space for the brokenhearted.

For the women who long for a child.
For those grieving a mama they can’t call today.
For those with strained relationships, losses, or longings.

You are seen. You are loved. You are not forgotten.

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May you feel the love of a God who sees it all and calls it holy.

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This whole summer has been one giant trust fall. I’m learning what it really means to surrender my expectations—to make my plans but ultimately let the Lord lead the way.

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-> https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/2PA5A7D911SGY?ref_=wl_share
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P — Praise
Begin by worshiping God for who He is.
💬 “Lord, You are faithful, good, and full of mercy.”

R — Repent
Confess where you’ve fallen short, and rest in His grace.
💬 “Forgive me for rushing ahead of You and for my impatience.”

A — Ask
Bring your needs (and the needs of others) to Him.
💬 “Give me wisdom for the decisions ahead and peace in my waiting.”

Y — Yield
Surrender your plans to Him and listen for His leading.
💬 “I release my agenda. Align my heart with Yours.”

You can use P.R.A.Y. in the morning, in a journal, while doing dishes, or before bed—it’s less about the “how” and more about the “Who.”

💌 I shared this full guide (plus a printable version you can tuck in your Bible) in my weekly email this week.
Not on the list yet? Join now so you never miss a resource or encouragement drop — the link is in my bio.

💬 Do you already have a prayer rhythm? Or is this a tool you’d use?
👩🏼‍🏫 TEACHER FRIENDS 🍎 I need you - 👩🏼‍🏫 TEACHER FRIENDS 🍎

I need you - especially if you are teaching elementary ed (EVEN BETTER if it’s third grade 😆)! 

I have been nose deep in so many things the last couple weeks as I really prep for Fall! I would love to know a couple things if you’re willing to share;

1. Must have teacher supplies
2. Favorite ways to set up your room
3. Any and all resources for literally everything.
4. Things to add to an amazon wishlist
5. Best books - or ideas for how to create a perfect mini classroom library

I would be so grateful for any and all suggestions, recommendations, and encouragement!
I’ve been told I’m too much. Too loud. Too em I’ve been told I’m too much.

Too loud. Too emotional. Too honest.

But ya know what—I’m not trying to shrink myself to fit in.

I’m here for the ones who’ve felt the same.

The anxious mamas, the overthinkers, the rebels learning grace.

The women who love Jesus but still carry questions—and a whole lot of fire.

I don’t write perfect words.
But I pray they point to a perfect God.

Lately, I’ve watched people unsubscribe from my emails—some I’ve known for years.

It stings. 

Not because I need a big list, but because I want my words to matter.

And maybe you get that too.

So I keep writing.

Not for applause, or metrics, or even to be understood— 

but because I know I’m called to.

So if you’ve ever felt like a contradiction—too much and not enough—
I think you’ll feel at home here.

This space is for the misfits, the tender-hearted, the faith-filled + still figuring-it-out.

You’re not alone.

✨ I send weekly reflections by email—real, honest, anchored.

You can subscribe below or at the link in my bio if you’re craving something deeper than just another post. ↓

#faithfulandfeisty #redeemedrebel #anchoredbyhope #whyIwrite
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I still can’t believe I’m typing this…
This fall, I’ll be stepping into the classroom as a third grade teacher at Christian Liberty Academy!

Yes, I’m excited to teach. But what I’m really excited about is sharing what God has done to bring me here—because this story started over 10 years ago.

In 2013, I walked into CLA for a memorial honoring Mike’s brother. I was a brand-new believer, and something about the place just wrecked me in the best way.
I left in tears, whispering, “I want to teach here.”

But I was a hairstylist with no plans for school. That dream felt wild and impossible.

Two years later, I applied to Moody Bible Institute. Not only was I accepted, but they took all my beauty school credits. A miracle.

Over the years, God kept weaving CLA into our lives—through friends, connections, and redemption stories I could’ve never planned.

When we enrolled Andy in kindergarten there, that same homecoming feeling returned. But with littles at home, we homeschooled for a few years.

Then last fall, God stirred our hearts again. I submitted my resume in faith… not knowing what job (if any) was available.

Fast forward: CLA called.
I thought it was for Bible class.
Instead… they offered me third grade.

It was more than I could’ve ever dreamed.
The moment I stepped into the classroom, I felt it deep in my bones—this is where I’m meant to be.

Only God could take a rebel-hearted hairstylist with nothing but questions…
and turn her into a teacher with a calling.

From salon chairs to classroom desks—He did it.
He planted me right where my heart first whispered, “I want to be here.”

All glory to the One who does immeasurably more than we could ask or imagine.

#ThirdGradeTeacher #GodWroteThis #OnlyGod #AnchoredByHope #TeacherTestimony #ChristianLibertyAcademy #FaithJourney
Motherhood is such a contradiction. It will bring Motherhood is such a contradiction.

It will bring you to your knees in worship and in weariness.

It’s the greatest gift—and the greatest sacrifice.

A holy calling that asks for your whole heart, your whole self, and somehow, gives you even more in return.

Motherhood is late nights and early mornings.

It’s sticky kisses, tearful prayers, and deep, unspoken joys.

It’s the ache of pouring out—and the awe of being loved so fiercely by little hearts who see you as home.

To be a mama is to live in the tension:
of holding on and letting go, of losing yourself and somehow finding more of who God created you to be.

And today, while we honor the beauty and blessing of motherhood, we also hold space for the brokenhearted.

For the women who long for a child.
For those grieving a mama they can’t call today.
For those with strained relationships, losses, or longings.

You are seen. You are loved. You are not forgotten.

Happy Mother’s Day—to the weary, the wonder-filled, and the waiting.

May you feel the love of a God who sees it all and calls it holy.

#iamanchoredbyhope #herviewfromhome #motherhood #mothersday #madetolove #mama

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