Forgetting

Here it is, six am...Yes, I am never up at this hour. But, this morning, I awoke around 3:30 and couldn't get back to sleep. Around 4:45, I decided to get out of bed and sack out on the couch. Being at my brother and sisterinlaw's house, I didn't know what I would do....When I went down, there was a book laying on the coffee table called, NightLight for Parents by James Dobson. I picked up the book and started reading....As I read God spoke, and I cried. I cried tears that had needed to come out all week. I realized I have (again!) gotten busy this week, too busy for God. I have reasons to "not have enough time." But this is no excuse! Yes, I have been taking care of 3 extra children this week. Yes, I have been pulled on in ways I haven't been used to. Yes, I tried to do it in my own strength. But, God again reaches down in His infinite and everlasting love and pulls me close. He gently whispers that He has seen me struggling all week. Why didn't I run to Him, He asks. I don't have an answer......But then I do. I thought I could do this in my own strength. I was wrong! God says to me He has what I need. All at once, I feel my inadequacy to parent, hs, be a wife, an aunt, etc. I can't do the things God has called me to without Him. If He calls me, hasn't He promised to equip me? If there is no time in my schedule for Him to equip me, then I will fall down and feel like I need to stay there. But if not for His grace, sweet grace, that picks me up when I fall. That picks me up when I've decided it's not worth me trying to get up.

Grace, grace, God's grace
Grace that is greater than all my sin.