Some nights, probably more than I would care to admit, I am exhausted & discouraged. I may not have gotten anything done that I wanted to and yet I feel the pressure to run myself ragged in order to accomplish more. My spirit is depleted, not refreshed.
O Lord, in the morning you hear my voice; in the morning I prepare a sacrifice for you and watch.“ — Psalm 5:3
As a mom, I always have a list of things to get done. Most evenings I am tired and my back hurts. I just want to sit down and rest for the first time all day. However, sometimes I have a list that gets longer each hour at times. My husband, being the loving man that he is, often asks how I’m doing as he walks in from work.
Many times my response is to be exasperated and re-tell the horrors of the day, to re-hash all the ways the kids disobeyed and got disciplined. To tell him of my throbbing headache or backache and just that I’m glad he’s there to help now. Glad in the “I now have reinforcements” kind of way, not a simple “I’ve missed you and just have joy that you’re home” kind of way.
I wanted to share how God refreshed my soul in learning this habit I found myself doing. It’s something so many women struggle with and I hope it’s an encouragement to you. I wrote this post for Raising Up Stones, please join me there for the rest of the story…