"Everything I had was spent and here I was, allowing even a cat to hug me. What was happening to me? It took complete exhaustion to realize just how much God's strength and grace carried me through that rough week."… Read More The Needy Caregiver
Some weeks are full of trouble aren't they? Influenza gripped our household last week. Our counters were filled with medications, the couches were filled with fuzzy blankets, our kids were covered in face masks, and we made citrus tea by the gallon full. Not even our little therapy pup could settle into one lap for too long before she found another that needed her services. This visual reflected a true picture of our week. I also hopped from son to daughter, knowing the Lord equipped my hands to serve, my feet to go, and my mind to perceive the needs of my children, but by Friday I had shut down.
My feet took the brunt of the intensified activity, impacting my lower back with sharp pain. Weariness struck me from the awareness our babes were battling something beyond my support but not beyond my ability to pray. Pray, we did. Their fevers burned, even after their nighttime meds were given. Then, our babes faded off to sleep, leaving us to choose to trust God solely for their care in the night.
As if the week wasn't intense enough, while making soup for dinner, I wedged one of my favorite cutting knives under the lid of a new pepper container. It slipped a tad too much. The knife plunged into my hand deep enough to cause me to yelp in panic. 'I do not need this! No, no, no!' I cried out while holding my gushing bloodied hand above my heart with a kitchen towel. I needed to slow down and God knew it. By Saturday, my hand still ached but a flow of tears had surfaced. I didn't fight their waves. It had been such a long week. Do you ever have weeks like this?God knew I needed a good cry.God knew I needed to acknowledge my weakness.God knew I needed to pray.God knew I needed a nap.God knew I needed emotional emptying.
Even our tiger cat Paisley knew and wrapped his paws around the fold of my arm, uninvited. He then rested his head upon it while we fell asleep together. As a self-professing non-cat fan, instead of fighting it, I received the love. I surrendered. Everything I had was spent and here I was, allowing even a cat to hug me. What was happening to me? It took complete exhaustion to realize just how much God's strength and grace carried me through that rough week. I'm grateful He saw my need that day and gave me permission to let it all go, to cry, to nap, to unload my cares and worries until I caught my breath. I'm not the only one though; He also sees where you are right now.
What do you need from Him today?Are you also a caregiver? Then maybe this encouragement isn't just for me. Does God need to comfort, assure, heal, or restore you right where you are?Trust me, from one needy caregiving gal to another; it's time to let Him.
“When Jesus came into Peter's house, he saw Peter's mother-in-law laying in bed with a fever. He touched her hand and the fever left her, and she got up and began to wait on him. When evening came, many who were demon-possessed were brought to him, and he drove out the spirits with a word and healed all the sick. This was to fulfill what was spoken through the prophet Isaiah:“He took up our infirmities and carried our diseases.” “