There is too much to be done. Therapy, lessons, doctor appointments, dishes, laundry, endless picking up ..day .. after ..day. Never enough time. The 20 minutes I took with God in the morning isn't enough.
I find myself in tears after another run to the store for what I've forgotten. My body is exhausted, joints ache, rashes from sun exposure....but there is still more to do, running through my mind. My mind is the most exhausted of all. I want to say the dishes and laundry can wait. I just want to sit, not make any decisions, escape for a few minutes in a book without having to get up, answer an email. A verse comes to mind -
but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint. (Isaiah 40:31 ESV)
Who I believe in...
A God who offers me wisdom and discernment for those to do lists, patience, humility, strength to carry on.
I return to a disheveled home. And IT IS OK. I sit next to my husband, where I belong right now. Open my book, I realize I'm not sure where I left off, should of used a book mark. But the almost 14 year old has placed one there for me. A simple index card, with words God knew I needed to hear. Stay Strong.