I wake up in the morning and the world weighs down on me. There is so much to do. I have goals to accomplish, dreams to make happen and lives to shape. There’s a future world cup player to develop and a hopeful rocket scientist to challenge. Before that they need to graduate and learn independence, to drive (Lord, have mercy) and get jobs. There are hearts to be molded and relationships to strengthen before they go. That’s just in the house.
Out there is a husband trying his very best to do what God calls him to do. Right now it’s hard and discouraging. So there’s a foxhole to hunker down in together while we do all the heart molding, relationship strengthening, independence building and future shaping. In the foxhole, there’s cheerleading, listening, believing and praying that needs to happen. I love it, but it’s a battle.
There is a world of injustices I want to right. Hearts need awakening. Friends are in messy places and I want to sit there with them. Books and blog posts beg to be written. Speeches seek a voice. Coaching and leading and creating and loving call.
It’s all good and necessary, and I love it all more than life, which is why I want to see it done well so very much.
But as I walk this morning and lift my weary eyes to God, inquiring what to do about this heavy weight, He reminds me that we are only called to do today . Our energy needs to cover what is in this sunrise to sunset. He will direct and sustain it, and give us what we need for it.
He sees the future them, the foxhole us, and the world of needs. He’s got it all covered. So I take all that energy I thought needed to cover the next 10 years, and I know it is the portion He gives me for this. Not all it takes for all that I see in the future – just enough of what I need for today.
My soul breathes a sigh of relief. The weight lifts because it was never mine to carry. It is His. He’s got this. He’s got us. We just have to do today.