Tonight is the end of a season for me. Tonight, my husband worked his last night shift for an entire year. We have looked forward to this for a long time. My week has been amazing. I have been the mom and wife that I strive to be. I am doing a great job taking care of my health and home and all the people in it. It is an odd breath of fresh air that I eagerly receive.
And then today…oh today, a day that should be full of joy. But today, the air is smoggy. The atmosphere of my home is cranky. I don’t want to exercise and take care of my health. I am tired. I am cranky. I am over this day and anticipating bedtime. I wish I could say it was in my heart to tenderly tuck my little darlings into bed and read a great book about God. But really, I want to watch junk tv and lie in bed lifelessly.
The day drags on, and then comes to a halt as I have a revelation. My three-year-old hovers over me with forty-eight questions and a fist plugging her nose while I am in the bathroom. My five-year-old is on the sidewalk outside, piling high all his toys attempting to lure babies so he can offer his babysitting services. He plans on getting rich.
Then it hits me.
This is how I have been living for years. In a state of survival, in a state of zero self-care, and a lot of corralling kids, tending to hurt feelings, scrubbing floors, teeth, and butts, and, oh yeah, trying to remember to be that hot sexy wife my darling hubby married. It has been a balancing act that hasn’t been very balanced.
But what are the options? It is a season and you just do it. But it isn’t just me. So many people go through this season or a different season for one reason or another. And so I say hats off to you mom with the screaming baby at the store and the toddler that just puked. You are seen. You are going to make it. You are seen, Mom, at the field warming up your son with a baby on your hip while your husband is serving overseas. I see you, and I honor you. You are seen, dear lady caring for your elderly parent. I see you, and I know you are tired. You are seen, Mom, trying to work two jobs and make ends meet and still be an outstanding mom. I see you, and I say, “Well done.” You are seen, Mom, beating yourself up because you blew it with your kids today. To you I say, “Tomorrow is a fresh start. You are doing well, Jesus sees you.”
So today if you are in a particularly difficult season I say to you, “You are seen. I see you, I honor you. You are doing a great job, and this season will change. But more importantly, God sees you, and God says my burden is easy and my yoke is light.”
God says, “Cast your burdens upon me because I care for you.” (1 Peter 5:7) God says, “Well done good and faithful servant.” Press into Him, let Him carry your load. Cry out to Him day-in and day-out during those seasons that feel never-ending. Give Him your burden. Drop it at his feet.
The truth is, life is full of seasons, and some are just plain hard. They do pass, they seem never-ending at the time, they feel painful, but they do pass.
Give your burdens to the Lord, and he will take care of you. He will not permit the godly to slip and fall.