Yesterday was a doozy. Bud was sick so he missed preschool, he skipped his nap, Sam didn’t get home until 9, Bennett has reflux and needed to be rocked throughout the day and right as I was sitting down for the night with my pumpkin ale, Roy needed some love too and was whining at my feet. But here’s the thing, Grace was all over it.
I wasn’t mad because against all my natural tendencies, the Lord placed compassion on my heart. They needed me and it was such a clear snapshot of how I need the Lord and His Grace. I have healthy boys, a roof over my head, a husband with a job, and Scripture to turn to. I can’t complain, I will not complain. Instead I will bathe in the pure joy that it is to be their mama, to be a wife who rejoices when her husband gets home, and to be a friend who loves the people around her. It doesn’t come from me, it comes from the presence of God.
Bennett was up early so I brought him downstairs with me and enjoyed stillness. It is rare, but available. I read through Psalm 62.
For God alone, O my soul, wait in silence,
for my hope is from him.
6 He only is my rock and my salvation,
my fortress; I shall not be shaken.
7 On God rests my salvation and my glory;
my mighty rock, my refuge is God.
8 Trust in him at all times, O people;
pour out your heart before him;
God is a refuge for us.
That’s all I needed for today. I read it to myself. I read it aloud to Bennett in whispers. And I tried to tuck it away for memory to repeat to myself throughout this Wednesday.
Trust in Him at all times.
For God alone.
I shall not be shaken.