Photo: Stockxpert  Recently, I had the pleasure of going on a “play date” with some of the other mothers from my church. We three mothers took our children to see a music show and then went to lunch together. Halfway during the show, one of the mothers asked me if this particular activity was a regular event on Wednesdays. I informed her that although only two of us had been attending, it was our regular date with our sons. After the show, we proceeded to lunch together at a nearby restaurant. Throughout our meal, we talked about the typical subjects that stay at home mothers are concerned with (like saving money and managing household chores). But, we also talked about the more significant aspects that we identify with as women. We talked about the power of staying connected to other mommies and women, and trying to maintain our sense of identity past our children.  As I drove home, I realized that the time I had spent with these two other women had fed me spiritually. I had been able to express my triumphs, my fears, my inadequacies, and most of all we had encouraged each other as we knew that raising children is not easy. It occurred to me that I had experienced devotional time. Even though I had physically been with two other mothers and four children, I had spent time with my Savior and had felt renewed because of it.