Thursday, November 29, 2007

Sharing the Burden

Yesterday, I didn't want to get up in the morning. I could already hear the big kids stirring, the baby was waking up and would need to be nursed and all I wanted to do was sleep. Dizzily, I sat up and began my day. Nursing the babe, feeding the kids, doing the dishes, laundry, schoolwork; the usual. In the midst of the frustration of a constantly crying baby and a very curious toddler I realized that I just couldn't handle it anymore. I cried out to the Lord to help me!

And, he heard me.

Somehow, the laundry got loaded and I was able to sit down and hold my baby for a while.

As I sat, I watched. The five-year-old and the boy were happily playing legos together. The seven-year-old was dutifully completing her phonics work. And the sweet baby had fallen asleep in my lap.

Tears filled my eyes as I realized that this is what he wants for me. Why do I keep trying to bear this burden by myself? He is with me always, and ready to help. All I have to do is ask.

It is so sweet to be His.


  1. Amen. Isn't it amazing when He meets every need?

  2. Share. That word we use on our children all the time, He uses on His.
    He wants to share the yoke! How sweet, indeed. And absolutely unbelievable.

  3. isn't it a huge blessing to have moments like that in the midst of trying days? glad that you shared the moment with me- i need to pay attention and enjoy those moments with my children, when things go well b/c of the Lord's good grace and not because of anything i have done on my own!

  4. Thanks Kendra.I am going to cry out as well right this moment!

  5. it is so sweet to be His. i don't know how anyone can manage without Him.

  6. Hm. I found your blog a long time ago and occasionally tune in for encouragement. My husband and I have two boys and are waiting for the Lord to bless us with more. As the wife of a campus minister and facing the possibility of more children, I am often intimidated with what the future holds and the challenges that will arise. Your reminder, then, of the Lord's strength and calm is reassuring. I struggle with patience and desire, even, to do well in every moment with my family. God bless you and thank you for your diligent reminders.