I haven't been on for quite some time, my life has me running in circles. I am at that time of the year when I have hundreds of things a week going on and most overlap the others so I am at a constant rush and stressful mode. Today I had the thought come to mind, where is the help I have prayed for? At times in our life we want to question whether we are being heard and whether we are getting prayers answered.
I am not perfect so I am willing to admit I have times like this more than I would like to admit. I have been in a state of rush, things haven't worked out well either. I have way to much on my plate for a mother with three busy kids, a calling, taking care of other children, keeping the house clean, cooking, laundry, etc, etc. My husband is working a schedule that isn't completely consistent and has an EMT class on top of that. Meaning, I have to accomplish and remember everything myself.
Don't get me wrong I am grateful for his hard work, but this week I have for the first time in my life had to apologize to those relying on me for not being able to do my job, for not being able to manage it all. It has been the worst week of my life. I hate not being able to be to everything. I want to be lifted when I need the help.
As these thoughts came to my mind I was quickly reminded of the Footprints poem. I am like the person walking through life, and I am questioning my savior why he wasn't there at the toughest times in my life....for those of you who haven't read it, it is a must read. I am at that point in my life where I only see one set of footprints....and they are not mine...my savior loves me and is carrying me through this time of my life. He is there to help make it easier. I realized that my life could be worse, I could have so many other things going wrong, but he is protecting me and lifting me just enough to endure another day.
Today I can find just a glimpse of Joy, not Joy in myself but Joy in the fact that my Savior is there even when I can't see him. He is there to carry me just enough to get past my trials and there to pick me up when I turn to him.
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