I can’t tell you how many times Mothering has brought me to my limits. There have been days when Peter has walked in the door, only for me to walk right out so I can catch my breath. Parenting is NOT for the faint of heart. So much blood, sweat, and tears are required.
But what do you do when there’s no more to give?
Your body has been drained of every single ounce of energy. Your emotions have been used up and you are now numb.
This has been my daily state as of late. By the end of the day, (or sometimes by 9:00 a.m.) I can’t imagine going on anymore. The day is too hard. The demands too great. The chaos too high. And the pain too much.
But God is amazing.
He’s continually showing me that when I am finally drained of myself, He shows up and takes over. His strength truly is made perfect in my weakness.
“The eyes of the LORD are upon the righteous, and his ears are open unto their cry.”~Psalms 34:15
He hears me. But better than that, He takes action and rescues me from the miry clay. He reaches down in the pit and picks me up.
I find that He does this by presenting His Word to me. Promise after promise shows up and I am reminded once again of all the things I had forgotten.
He will never leave me, nor forsake me.
He bears me on eagles wings.
He restoreth my soul.
He is good.
The funny thing about this Christian life is that once a truth is learned, you don’t just know it and move on. It’s presented again and again because we are notorious for forgetting. The good, perfect, sweet, and lovely are continually being pushed out of our mind by the bad, wicked, hard, and sad.
I’m thankful for renewal in spirit every day. Otherwise, this would be too hard to bear.
I still wonder sometimes, why us? I’m nothing. I’m no super person. Why would you ask such a great task of our family? And then I hear Him whisper, It’s not why, but WHO.
Posted April 9, 2015