reflections :: our God is enough

‘I have no idea how you do all that you are doing…’

‘The load you’ve had to carry is incredibly overwhelming.  It’s amazing the job you’ve done…’

In the last week these words from well-meaning sister friends blessed my soul.  Hearts bent towards encouraging me, and definitely, I was touched by their kindness.

I also felt tears rising as they spoke, my sure sign of stress.

Life right now is a shaky balance of managing home, children, homeschooling and family life, partnering with my husband in ministry work at our church, and creating space for making basic things like sleep a priority.

The transition to working so many extra hours outside of home responsibilities was much harder than anticipated, and for the next few weeks, we have new adjustments to make.

The weekend found me reflecting on these upcoming changes.

Several times I had this gnawing feeling of being chased down by my ever-growing To Do List.  Feelings of panic that I just won’t be able to meet all the demands or expectations.

It didn’t help I already felt way behind.

Mother’s Day dawned with undone chores — a kitchen and refrigerator to clean, groceries to purchase and a very full and busy week to plan ahead for.  My goal had been to knock these things out before Sunday.  Sigh.

The weekend also served up disagreements in parenting and marriage and overall irritation growing in my spirit.  I had a hard time enjoying better parts of our weekend because of fear rising up inside.

I’m overwhelmed Lord, I am overwhelmed.

Yesterday as I wiped counters, straightened up rooms and tossed laundry into the washer (groceries ended up waiting until today), a message of hope lost wormed its way into my thoughts:

You are not enough, Daniele.  YOU are not enough.

What a  personal battle these last few months.

Especially when I feel stressed, there’s a tendency to overly depended on myself to be the power source behind all of the tasks in front of me, for all of the people who need me.

I temporarily fall into believing that I am my own fuel.  Oh sister, have you ever done the same?  Isn’t it HARD?

The truth is this:  I cannot do it all on my own.  I can’t.  Naturally, I know this and believe this.  I really do.

Yet, it’s still my weakness, one of several areas of exposed tenderness in my rock solid shield of faith.  Too often, I subtly turn within myself – looking for strength – instead of regularly asking for God’s help in the chaos.

Every time, it is a recipe for disaster.

Thankfully, last night as I shed tears of frustration over the weekend, the lover of my soul reminded me that He alone is my true and faithful source for what I need most.

He alone offers unending GRACE like a river that never runs dry.

He alone can replace my tender fear of ‘not being or having enough’ for everything and everyone with something better —

HIMSELF.

His perfect love casts out fear.

It’s a new week.

As I move throughout my days and tackle the to do list, God is able to fill me with power and ability for all that feels too big and too much.  What a gift, what a promise.

This hope is my strength…

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A few days ago another sister friend wrote words of deep encouragement, also blessing me:

“So many things are in transition for you right now,  and I wanted to let you know that I am praying for you as you continue walking in trust, peace and calm through the busyness of it all.  You are a woman of God, his precious child and He will continue to give you everything you need!”

This is your hope too!

If your day dawns with chaos, feelings of helplessness or lost hope, with wondering just how and when and all of the above…

This is our hope — Our God is more than enough.

The email of encouragement ended with a portion of the Psalm below.  One I’ve memorized and read dozens of times, but refreshed me again.

May it bless you today as well:

Psalm 23

A psalm of David.

The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
he refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths
for his name’s sake.

 YES.  Our God is Enough.

 

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3 comments

Stacey

Your weekend and mine (right down to grocery shopping this morning) sounded very very similar. Only I tried extra-hard not to crack under the weight of it all…and then this post was in my inbox. I have come to the realization that when I am at my weakest and most stubborn and have my hands over my ears (NOT LISTENING!) that is when he uses wonderful women like you to get through to me gently, softly, soothingly.

Thank you, Daniele. Thank you for being his peace for me today. I pray you make it through this season alive. Just remember you ARE loved.

Oh how I relate to your post! I have three older children out of the home, with a 16 year old, and a seven and eight year old still at home. You would think my load would be lighter? I am picking up all the work that my older daughters so graciously did, plus new responsibilities that have come my way. I am also dealing with aging parents who have health issues. I feel stressed, unsettled, and oh so weary. I am a master of to-do lists, but rarely get it all accomplished. Thanks for the reminder that God does not care how clean my house is – He cares about my heart and my relationship with Him and others. Prayers going your way for a stress-free week!

Hi Daniele:

What an inspiring story that you have shared with us today. I have read it twice to better understand where exactly it is that you are coming from. It’s hard for me to understand how you feel 100% just by reading this article (text is never enough).

However, at times, it is necessary to take a deep breathe. The most important thing to remember is that God understands exactly how you feel and expects you to get up and make it better than before; and not just for you, but also the people around you. Perhaps God is not overly worried about how impeccably clean your home is – but mostly concerned about you, your wellness, and your ability to move forward.

Best of luck and thank you for sharing this inspirational story!

Carlos
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