www anyoption It’s not that your guilty of not loving your kids. No one could ever accuse you of that. It’s just sometimes, it’s all the other seemingly meaningless, ordinary, and incessant to-dos that deplete our strength.
click here source url I was having one of those days only a couple of weeks ago. This particular day was not much different than my normal one, except I was resentful of the reason for my weariness. I think it had already been five hours that I walked back and forth, a million steps in the same room, meal times blending into one long day.
http://lnx.autoinforma.it/index.php?option=com_content I stood bent over the kitchen sink, water running, dishes cascading over, needing washing, needing drying, needing to be put away. And I, just needing. I cried out to God, partly frustrated, and partly wanting His agreement that I need to hire a housekeeper. “I’m so tired. Is there another way? Surely, you must think this is a waste of my time and energy, too!”
http://secon.se/watershield-duschmunstycke?pag=1 Overwhelmed and with tears, before I could get the breath to finish praying, His words came flowing like a river of living water, a fountain that pours life. It was like He was waiting for me to ask.
go here “I see you. I see you toil and work and sacrifice and give. And what it is you don’t realize is I rejoice over what you do. You think that this is a lesser work. You think somehow that what you are doing doesn’t matter to Me. It does. I rejoice over you. The devil has deceived you and millions upon millions of other daughters of mine that I hear crying out the same way. He has deceived you into thinking that I do not honor your labor. It’s a lie.
http://www.fieldandstreamaustralia.com.au/?prostokvawo=dating-fossils-using-radioisotopes&79a=c2 I honor you, and I want you to tell them. I want you to tell my daughters, I want to meet them where they are. They don’t have to wait for the right time to seek me, time when they are alone, and quiet to come find Me, to worship Me. The work they do is worship. I will meet them where they are. I will meet them at the sink, at the vacuum, at the stove, at the laundry basket.
I rejoice to be with them, with you there. Even this work cannot be done apart from Me. It doesn’t have to be. It shouldn’t be. Except, so many choose to do it in their own strength, believing that I don’t take notice because there is no one watching. No one to see the toil. No accolades because their work goes unseen. I see. I see their pain, their sacrifice, their faithfulness. I want them to know that they don’t have to look out the window for something better. You don’t.
Find Me where you are living. I want to meet you. I want to meet them, in the middle of their mess. Yet, I don’t see a mess. I see beauty. I see holiness. I see righteousness. And I rejoice over you.”
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Still living a life surrendered,
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