Is it just me, or has this week been longer than seven days?
My boys didn't set their clocks back last week for Daylight Saving Time, so they are now waking up at 6:00 a.m. each morning. Brian has been out of town. My house has been a wreck. The laundry is ten feet high. Just getting the boys shoes on to leave the house (while they are tackling each other) is a major ordeal. I'm not complaining. Just a little weary.
During mothering weeks like these, I must reach out for the life preserver of God's Word to keep me afloat. A verse someone shared with me when Andrew (our oldest) was little has continued to sustain me through this intense season with three small boys. It's that well-known truth from Galatians 6:9: "Let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up."
I'm doing a lot of sowing right now. It's not harvest season. The harvest won't come today. And it won't come tomorrow. Not even next year. But I must simply be faithful to sow today. Faithful to train. Faithful to teach. Faithful to love. Or, as it says in this passage, faithful to "do good." And I must trust God that He will fulfill His promises. That I will reap a harvest in due season if I do not give up.
It's verses like these that give me perspective in the midst of "shoe wars" with my boys. My expectations are not for today, or even tomorrow, but my hope is in God who has promised that someday, my labors will bear fruit for Him. And so, even though my body is weary, my soul gains new strength from this promise. I pray it strengthens you as well.
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