JESUS is our only hope

Today is one of those days when I feel like I just can't do this. Thankfully things have been going well lately, even with a newborn added to the mix! Though my days are often hectic and I hear myself repeating "I can only do one thing at a time" to various children all day long, I have felt God's grace in amazing ways in how he's given me patience and grown me in this call as a mommy. But I will admit that today I just don't feel I'm cut out for the job. Maybe it is the overwhelming tasks looming over my head--like laundry or clutter. Or maybe it's the things that I am frustrated about not getting to--like putting those pictures in an album that i've had sitting around (literally in a pile on an ottoman) since June. Or maybe that i can't seem to find anything when I need it--like the address book that can't be found all the sudden when I need to mail about a zillion thank you notes. Or maybe it's the constant discipline that just doesn't seem to be changing hearts lately.

Life is just frustrating. And honestly it hurts sometimes. It hurts to have things go much differently than you thought they would go. It hurts to have people disappoint you. It hurts to disappoint people. It hurts to see people hurting.

The one thing that I just keep coming back to in my mind, though, is where my hope comes from. JESUS is my only answer, my only hope. The only way. The only truth. The life. He just is. The way I see it is we either live believing that with every bone in our body, or we don't. If God is not bigger than anything we face, then who is he anyway? If he's the God of the Bible, then he is over everything and our only reason for hope in this world. If he can only help us in certain situations or he only cares about some things, then what does it mean when it says, "For from him and to him and for him are all things. To him be the glory forever!" Romans 11:36

I cannot explain how I function some days on such little sleep with 4 little boys tugging on me all day long. I cannot tell you how we might be able to homeschool our children (if he calls us to). I cannot explain how hurts get healed. I cannot explain how blessings flow amidst pain...but they do. There is so much in this life that we tend to give up on, or just push under the rug or turn our head or find a way out of. But there is always hope. There is always a way to do the impossible. Jesus is that way. He came to earth to be that way for you and me. I have to stand on that, or I will crumble.

So I will press on. Knowing that even on days when I don't "feel" that I'm cut out for this call, Jesus will equip me to do it...and the mercies will be fresh and new the next morning. He is my hope and stay.