sometimes it feels like we are running a marathon. doesn’t it? sometimes it takes all that i have just to take the next step. how many times can i load and empty a dishwasher in my lifetime? how many times am i going bring another load of laundry up from the basement to be folded? why do i feel like i’m always cleaning? how many more months am i going to hope that i’m pregnant?
i cried out today for Jesus. as i did yesterday and the day before. and every time i feel like i’m about to lose it, i call out for him again. and somehow i feel him carrying me through these long weeks and i hear him tell me to just do the next thing. whether its laundry, or cleaning up after lunch, or throwing my husband’s underwear in the laundry cause he left it in the bathroom again. (ben, you know i adore you and that i’m just as forgetful). i opened up my bible to 11 corinthians 4 today while my sweet stinkers were sleeping. stinkers is plural because today i watch josie bear and i take emri with me. i read something that reminded me that God is very familiar with my heart today.
11 corinthians 4:16-18
therefore we do not lose heart, but though our outer man is decaying,
yet our inner man is being renewed day by day. for momentary, light affliction is producing for us an eternal weight of glory far beyond all comparison.
while we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen; for the things which are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal.
i’m in love with scripture…it protects me from losing heart. its true north.