Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Some days just happen... You know, those days that seem to just fall part...we all unwind, and it is an all out mess. The Lord has graciously allowed a few more of these messy days in my past few weeks. And, when I say, "He graciously allowed" that is just what I mean. It is often in the messy times of my life that I see and rely on Him so much more. I hate that this is the truth, but I refuse to paint a picture that is not accurate. My home and life is not always pristine and perfect. Ha, it is quite the opposite more often than not, but I praise Jesus that I get to live this messy life with Him at my side. Or, lately, it feels more like I've just had to climb into His arms and let Him carry me the rest of the way.

Friends, I have loved studying Psalm 23 through the years, and I pulled out my study recently and began to meditate on so many tremendous truths packed away in a tiny passage of Scripture. It was a sweet time of fellowship with The ONE who really knows little 'ole me and cares for my deepest hurts, needs, and even little desires. What an overwhelming gift of grace He chooses to give me each and every day as I walk along life's battles He has set before me.

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.

You know, it is often easier to find something to complain about rather than just jumping into the arms of my Shepherd. I know that He knows best and seeks for me to just rest. Ah! when I choose to just obey and rest in His Almighty hands, my days go so much better. There still are bumps, hurts, and moments of pain, but they are handled and cared for by The One who has orchestrated them for me.

We are in the middle of revival week! Satan has worked hard to discourage this weary momma in many ways. Our youngest fell from a chair at a restaurant Sunday causing a concussion, a terrible Er visit, ct scan, puking and way too much scary that I wish to ever describe. Then, Monday brought it's ready handful of frustrations with school, discipline, and more. Today began with a major migraine for Mommy and a crazy grocery shopping trip that had been put off far too long. When I got home and attempted to rest in order for the headache to go away, it was as if the floodgates opened with my children making rest impossible for momma. Yet, in the quiet, my master Shepherd lovingly reminded me that He has today prepared for me and He wants me to be a submissive sheep and let Him lead and do so with joy.

As I sit here typing, my headache is finally going away, my sweet little ones are curled up on the couches reading books, and two are snapping beans as we prepare for an early supper together. I am so thankful for Jesus teaching me every day--despite my often, hard heart and stubborn, proud head as I push through a day in my own strength....those never go well.

Look to your Shepherd today, my sweet friends. He's got each little lamb covered.