"Jeremiah prayed, and said, "Ah, Lord God! behold, thou hadst made the heaven and the earth by thy great power and stretched out arm, and there is nothing too hard for thee." Nothing is too hard for God; that is a good thing to take for a motto."~D.L. Moody in "Prevailing Prayer"
Today was a difficult day.
The children seemed to be struggling with their studies. I was on the edge of a strong migraine ALL throughout my day. It just didn't seem that things were 'quite right' on many fronts.
I hate to admit it, but it was one of those days where I was out of control. Not particularly kind. Not smiley faced. Not very patient. Wanting to go crawl into a hole and sleep for 24 hours...
Finally I came to a point where I realized I simply needed some rest (and try to ward off the migraine!), so after lunchtime I put the older boys at the table with their work, and since my younger two had finished their goals for the day they were free to play upstairs...then I sprawled myself on our guest room's bed and began to reflect...
What did I do wrong today Lord?
What could have been done to prevent this? Better planning? More sleep? Less activities the night before?
Finally I shut off my 'mind' and racing anxious thoughts...I picked up the Word and started to read.
Ever so slowly some words began to roll off my tongue:
"Forgive me Jesus..."
"I can't do this...not on my own..."
Even after I finished my simple prayers I still 'felt' so defeated, and to be honest a bit condemned as a Mom, but I knew that His presence was with me.
After my 'quiet time' I have to admit I still staggered through the rest of my day. I had groceries to pick up (the migraine was still gaining momentum), the house needed cleaning (at least the basics!) and food needed to be cooked and served for the fam...
Nothing radical happened after the prayer. None that I could see.
This is where perspective in my circumstances needed a shift...a small reminder of sorts.
So tonight, although I didn't accomplish or get to all the goals I had set out for MY day, and even though I still don't feel 100%, I have PEACE reigning in my heart...
I have hope for tomorrow that it's a brand new day.
I am so very thankful that MY God promises that everyday I am in this journey He will NEVER leave me or forsake me...
I am reminded of the character trait I've been constantly trying to teach my children, and that is the attitude of prevailing!
Of staying the course. Of finishing the task. Of not giving up.
...and if I'm honest with you, on certain days I feel I am literally crawling on my hands and scraped knees to my 'finish line'....
However, on each and everday I must continue heading to that finish line because frankly, what would be the alternative??
We cannot give up.