I spent years being my own worst enemy…quietly, faithfully, and with a smile on my face.

I served (and still do) in the church, was on staff, a worship leader.. and nobody would have known because I was the dependable one. The capable one. I loved God, I loved my family, and I was doing all of it from a place I could not quite name at the time.

It took me a long time to find the word for it but essentially depleted sums it up.

The battles were slow and quiet… body image, comparison, never quite feeling like enough. After kids, it got louder. I would look in the mirror and not recognize the woman looking back. My husband complimented me constantly but no matter what, I really struggled really receiving a single word of it. Because here is the truth I had to learn the hard way:

A compliment only goes as far as your belief.

And I did not believe it. Not about my body. Not about my worth. Not about whether I was allowed to want more than what I was already managing.

The ambition I secretly kept tucked away made it worse. I had dreams and drive and a pull toward something and I had spent years making myself smaller so nobody would think I wanted too much. Good moms were selfless. Good wives were grateful. Good women did not need more than what they already had.

Until a walk changed everything.

“Treat your body like a training ground for your calling.”

I literally heard the lord whisper that to me on a walk one morning and it was like that was the lightbulb that needed to turn on.. and not from unhealthy to healthy type of a way. but from fixing to stewarding. From chasing outcomes to practicing obedience. From performing for a result to moving from a conviction.

Stewardship is not based on outcome. It is based on obedience.

That reframe changed everything for me… for my body, my marriage, my ambition, my motherhood, my mirror. And it was not long before women started pulling me aside at church, in parking lots, in private messages, saying some version of the same thing:

“I do not feel like myself.” “I keep putting myself last.” “ I just feel like I don’t have time.”

I realized God had not been walking me through something just for me. He had been preparing me to walk others through it.

That is what Well-Stewarded Woman is. A movement for the woman who has been faithful to everyone and everything and quietly left herself out of the equation.

I am Ashleigh Coryell. Wife, mama of three, homeschooler, FasterWay coach, Arbonne consultant and a woman who is still in the middle of her own story, practicing what she preaches every single day.

You are not behind, friend. You are simply un-stewarded. And that is a solvable problem.

You are exactly who this is for.