This morning, I woke up feeling pretty tired and “blah.” Yesterday, I slept in, skipped church, and even took an hour-long nap before family night, but I still felt drained the entire evening. I went to bed at 10:00 PM, only to wake up at 3:19 AM—and I couldn’t fall back asleep. Maybe it was because I knew I’d have to wake up in just an hour anyway. I had a praise song running through my head, so I spent the time praying for our A, my meeting tonight, and in the Spirit.
This morning, I told Tom, “I feel like I’m fading away.” When he asked why, I admitted that I was feeling battle weary. I started thinking about all the areas of my life that feel out of whack—I haven’t been able to work out for about a month, I canceled my vitamins to save money (so I feel like my immune system is weaker), and I’m still dependent on others for rides to and from work. Since I’m not working out, I’ve reduced my eating quite a bit. My physical issues seem to keep piling up. Work is still intense, and I can’t seem to get a handle on it—plus, I don’t even want to be there. I feel like I have no down time. Even on Saturdays, I spend most of the day catching up on emails that I can’t get to during the week because I’m never home.
Honestly, I’m just exhausted.
Tom prayed for me, asking God to be my strength and joy, to sustain me. As he prayed, a scripture came back to me—one that God had given me a few months ago but I had forgotten until this morning:
Psalm 130:5-6
"I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, and in His word, I put my hope. My soul waits for the LORD more than watchmen wait for the morning, more than watchmen wait for the morning."
Lord, help me fight this blah battle. Fill me with Your joy and strength. Help me keep my shield up so the enemy’s arrows don’t pierce my heart and spirit. In Jesus’ name, amen!
Tonight, I had dinner with a friend, and on the way home, I told her that one of the hardest parts of this season has been not being able to work out. Even though we got Tom’s car back, I still have to leave early to catch rides from co-workers so he can use the car for his meetings.
Since she’s a workout person herself, she immediately understood. Then, out of nowhere, she said, “We need to go back to Cary—my husband’s car is just sitting there unused while he’s out of town. I want you to take it for the week!”
OH. MY. GOODNESS. Praise You, Jesus!!
Later, while waiting for my friend to pick me up, I checked my email. Tom had forwarded me a word from the Lord, given to him by one of his brothers in Christ:
Son—encourage Tom to write down his experiences and formulate a book of testimony. He is to share My love, forgiveness, compassion, new beginnings, and hope with everyone I put in his path. He is to walk the walk of faith—both he and his wife. They are Mine, and I am theirs. Encourage him to press into Me; to abstain from being angry with Me; and to love Me.
Wow.
Thank You, Jesus, for Your encouragement!!
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