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Psalm 16:5 “ Lord, you have assigned me my portion and my cup; you have made my lot secure.”

Today I am struggling getting moving.  I didn’t sleep well last night because I read late in bed and then my muscles decided to revolt against me.  I ended up taking something for it around 3a.m. but was up again at 7:00 to get myself and my kids ready for school.  I am beat.  I know that I have a lot left to do today and I feel like some days I have just too much on my plate.

Being a mom (or a stay at home parent) is not always the hardest job in the world, but it can be the most trying.  It is a 24/7 job that never quits, even when you are sleeping, you are still working because one of your children might come into your room in the middle of the night.  Now, if you have an amazing husband like I do, they might get out of bed and take the child back to their room, but you still ended up being woken up and have a difficult time sleeping again.  There are days that you don’t feel well and you are ready to scream.  Moms don’t get a sick day.  Even when going on vacation, your work follows you.  Sometimes, you may get a few hour break, but it isn’t very long and you are running around trying to get everything accomplished that you know and want to get accomplished before your children are with you again. 

Being a parent is awesome.  It is amazing and fantastic and you learn a lot about yourself.  It is hard though.  Today, when my patience was near it’s end, I opened the Bible to look for something on patience.  I found David, praising God.  David was a man that had a job that followed him around too.  He couldn’t say, I don’t want to be king today.  Every decision that he made would affect many peoples and individuals.  Most likely, even the clothes that he wore, people would look at and try to emulate.  David would be woken up in the middle of the night if something terrible happened in his kingdom.  If he was sick, it didn’t mean that he didn’t have to make the decisions for that day, he still did.  Yet David was there praising God.  He was there thanking God that He knew David’s portion and cup.  He was praising God that although David didn’t have the answers, God did. 

So today, I am going to praise God.  Even cranky and exhausted.  I am going to follow David’s lead and say- thank you Lord.  Thank you for everything that you have given me.  Thank you for your Word and the wise men that you spoke through in the past who wrote down models for us to follow.  How Great is MY GOD?  He is amazing and He knows what is best for me.  So even when I feel like I need a break or I can’t hold on much longer to the sanity that I have left, I know that God has given this to me and I need to be grateful. 

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