Being a mom might be the hardest - and most rewarding - job you’ll ever have, but you don't have to do it alone. At MOPS, we provide a place for you to celebrate your joys, share your frustrations and develop relationships that will help you remain encouraged along your journey.

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Tuesdays from 9:15am to 11:15am

Beverly Covenant Church
10545 S. Claremont Ave., Chicago, IL

Monthly Prayer Call

Second Thursdays ~ 8:30am to 8:45am

Dial in number: (605) 472-5814
Meeting ID (Password): 245-589-920

They say it takes a village to raise a child, and Beverly Mops has become my village. I didn’t even think I needed a village until this wonderful group showed me how much better mothering was together rather than alone. The world would be a better place if everyone had this group standing behind them. After moving to the area in 2014 with an infant and no friends, I came to Mops seekingIt Takes a Village

As I sat at the breakfast table with my children, I began to get this queasy feeling. Not from what we were eating, but from drinking in the joy that they bring into my life.  It was not a special breakfast. They were not being especially well behaved this day. They were just eating. Laughing, and being kids. I realized that pit at the bottom of my stomach is a mix ofA Special Kind Of Love

As we celebrate Holy Week coming into Easter, I oftentimes think about the story of the Resurrection as it pertains to my life. I am thankful to God for the blessings that He bestows on me and my family, but wonder about all the “other” stuff, as we all sometimes do. I worry about my family relationships, my finances, my children’s behavior, etc etc etc. However, this is a time of renewal. NotResurrecting the Dead

Picture being a stay-at-home mommy with a newborn baby and a one-year-old and you receive calls and emails from your friend’s big sister inviting you to a weekly support group meeting for moms. The first time Rosie Ballard reached out to me about joining MOPS. I was drowning in loneliness, frustration and perhaps a smidge of postpartum depression. I couldn’t imagine what this group could possibly do to help. I just wantedMy Invitation to MOPS

July 16, 2014, was quite possibly the worst night of my life. As my husband and kids slept, I paced incessantly back and forth throughout our house, feeling as though my pain, sorrow, guilt, fear, and anxiety would burst through my skin. I was “bottoming out,” the culmination of several months of misery. I had been barely hanging in there for the previous 18 months. My relationship with my husband suffered andThe Worst Night Of My Life

At 18 months, my son had a vocabulary of about 10 words. I couldn’t wait for him to talk. When will he talk? What will he say? I can’t wait until we can hold a conversation! Now, he’s 8 and I can’t wait for him to STOP talking. He talks ALL.DAY.LONG! He even talks in his sleep. I guess God showed me. In those early moments, I was so preoccupied on the nextBeing Present In The Moment

There are three types of people; those who make things happen, those who watch things happen, and those who say, “What Happened?” (Author Unknown). MOPS at Beverly has a staff of people who believe in making things happen, are dedicated, and believe in service. During my time of working with MOPS with the Moppets, I was able to experience this first hand. Never before have I seen such a group of dedicatedServing Others As Christ Serves Us

I decided to attend the national MOPs convention over a year ago, but at that time, it was as simple as mentioning it to my husband and then vaguely keeping the date in mind. Finally, September rolled around and suddenly, everything seemed so complicated and chaotic that I was VERY tempted to back out altogether. However, I pressed on and boarded the Milwaukee bound Amtrak train. As we sped along the tracks, IMomCon 2016