From Psalm 61:1-3 (CSB)
God, hear my cry; pay attention to my prayer.
Remind me Lord that I am heard and listened to. I am seen. I am loved. I am known. I am yours.
I call to you from the ends of the earth…
or the bottom of a mountain of laundry or in the pick-up line at school or in the middle of another sleepless night because the baby is crying or while waiting for my new driver to get home and he’s late or while I’m at work feeling guilty about not being home or while I’m at home feeling guilty for not helping financially or the many places my mind goes. It may not be the ends of the Earth but certainly some days from my wit’s end. I call to you Lord…
…when my heart is without strength.
Because being a Mom is the most exhausting, exhilarating, gut-wrenching, joyful work with all the feels there is. My heart overflows with love and laughter one minute and is broken the next. It’s a roller coaster of hormones and a labyrinth of emotions.
I confess to you I am weak and tired. Renew my strength for this day. Not tomorrow or next week. But today.
Lead me to a rock that is high above me, for you have been a refuge for me, a strong tower in the face of the enemy.
Help me to remember, Lord, that YOU are my strength on which I can lean, a rock on which I can stand when I feel wobbly, a place to go when I don’t know what to do or am at wit’s end, a safety net I can fall into.
The enemy wants nothing more than for me: to be worn out and weary which leads to poor decisions, to compare my circumstances with others and be disappointed, to be so busy that I can’t find a moment’s peace, to wonder in the midst of it all if you care.
Bind the enemy, Lord.
Help me to remember to stay connected to you, to look to you, to listen for you, to cry out to you. Show yourself in small ways, Father, as I go about my day-to-day. I’ll be watching for you as you watch over me.
In Jesus Name
Coming soon: 10 Reminders for Momma’s