Hey sweet friend,
I told you guys on social media last week that I was taking a break. I posted an encouraging message with scripture and a professional headshot of in my studio, looking all giddy-proud of all God’s done. So it's finished, right? I'm okay now.
The truth is, it’s not over. I’m not over it.
Rewind to the last few months of 2017. My husband’s job demanded his time, mind, and heart more than ever. And me? I was spending my days chasing my wild almost 1- and 3- year old boys around, stealing naptimes and precious preschool hours to hammer, saw, bead, and send out your jewelry orders with love. Needless to say, it was a lot.
To be honest, I thought I could handle it. I figured I was tough enough, or spiritual enough, or wise enough to handle the busy. I don’t know, but I saw the tidal wave coming, and I said bring it on sister! I soon realized I was drowning in it, and couldn’t breathe.
The real problem wasn’t that I couldn’t get the work done. All you sweet ones got your gifts, I saw my parents for Christmas, our gifts sweetly wrapped and under the tree, kids’ birthday parties planned and executed with food and fun. I mean, I got it DONE, girl!
The real problem was that I wasn’t relying on the Lord as my strength, which sapped me of joy and life to pass on to others. The real reason I’m doing any of this.
I admit, it wasn’t pretty a lot of the time. I yelled at my kids. I was too tired to even cry. I’d space out and just scroll through my phone for 45 minutes. I was absolutely pushed past my limits. The Lord is still using that challenging season to bring peace and healing to our family right now, and to teach me about who He is through it.
God is teaching me the meaning of His joy being our strength (Neh. 8:10). It’s not just joy because He wants us to feel happy. It’s the joy that’s the inevitable fruit of His giving Himself on the cross to redeem us to new life forever with Him. It’s not just the joy that He gives as a gift, but that the Spirit speaks in our hearts moment by moment. The joy of the cross, worshipping freely at the reminder of our forever-love and forever-life with Jesus Himself? That’s the dynamic power to transform us – and our circumstances – into a glorious blessing.
These lessons didn’t come overnight, and it’s only now that I’m not busy that I realizing how burnt out I truly was. How much healing it’s going to take, to reteach my soul to breathe. To reteach my heart to trust that my hubs loves us more than work. To reteach my whole being that God is FOR me, and HE alone is my strength.
Though I’m still in the process of healing, I’ve already seen God refresh our family in new, precious ways. Quality time in the Word, with my men, at church, and with my sisters in Christ have honestly been the sweetest healing balm. Oh, and sleep. Loooots of extra sleep. (praise hands!)
I’m guessing you’re a lot like me: working your little buns off at a job you’re deeply called to, chasing, loving, feeding the tiny crazy lovebugs God gave you as kids, pursuing your man deeply, loving your friends and community richly, and bringing your empty hands to Jesus on the daily. Maybe you’ve been pushed past your limits too, sister, and you’re needing that new life He offers to give you fresh faith.
I'm here to tell you that He sees you, and offers you joy in the gospel, and strength by His Spirit.
Praying that the joy of the Lord will be your strength,
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