Yesterday was one of the toughest days I have had. In tough times sometimes it seems as though there is no end in sight. For the past few weeks, things have been crazy to say the least.
Would you believe it if I told you that I finally started to exercise and get into a routine? Then, I ended up being dehydrated and had to stop exercising for a whole week to rehydrate. It didn’t stop there. I ended up getting back into my routine and then I had to go to the emergency room because I had a kidney infection. The dehydration played a huge part in that.
Now things only got worse from there. My 4 month old completely got out of his normal sleep patterns and has been up until 3 am most nights. Then, one of my daughters was dealing with her own issues and stopped talking to us for about two days. “Where is this coming from?” I have been asking myself.
And when I thought things couldn’t get any more interesting, I took my son to the doctor to find out he MIGHT have a rare condition (nothing life threatening). And we were up ALL night, like no sleep until 5am. Meanwhile I had to be on some calls at 8:30 this morning. Oh, and I still have 3 other children that I need to parent and love on. Lastly, I need to remember to eat, take my vitamins, take my meds for the my kidney issues and not get distracted, especially with the new ADHD diagnosis. Forgetful has a new name for me now.
So why am I sharing all of this? Because the reality is that we ALL have stuff. My crazy may be tiny in relation to someone else’s crazy. But does it make it more or less important? I don’t think so. But I find that social media can portray only the glamorous side of things when all hell is breaking loose outside of the cropped areas.
So I stopped. With exhaustion and tears in my eyes while holding my very tired, crying baby early this morning, I called out to God, as I often do. I asked Him why. I don’t like to ask God why. But I did. I asked Him for help. I asked Him to please hear me. I know He did. I know He does. He gave me peace. He told me to listen. To LISTEN friends. Listen to my children. Listen to my friends and family. Listen to my body. Listen to my calling. Listen to his prompting. Listen to HIM and then I would be able to hear all that He has already done.
God did answer me. He usually answers my questions in ways I often don’t understand until later. It’s like he pieces them together and I look back to see how each piece fit so perfectly. So I will keep trusting Him. I encourage you to listen. See where God is speaking to your heart and trying to pull you closer. My God is so real and even as I type this with exhaustion, I know that sometimes all I need to do is listen.
“I cry aloud to God, aloud to God, and He will hear me.” Psalms 77:1 HCSB