I see you, mama.
Sweeping up crumbs, wiping drool with your backsleeve, shutting the door on an overwhelming day at work only to be met with he-started-it’s. Mother’s Day euphoria long forgotten, you’re back to the nitty-gritty of life. The non-stop action leaves you breathless and exhausted by the time you collapse in bed, only to be awoken from sweet slumber by a teething baby.
Sometimes the only reason you keep going is because life keeps coming at you and and it’s all you can do to keep your head above water.
But mama, can I say something to you? Will you lean in close, so I can whisper in your ear?
s t o p.
Take a break.
It’s ok, you know.
The world will not crumble around you just because the kids ate cereal for dinner. You won’t get the razberry prize for not wiping the dust off the back of the toilet seat. And the sun will not pause in the sky if you slip under the covers and take a noonday nap with the kiddos.
Ease off the burden of having to do it all and slip into the yoke of Jesus. His yoke is easy, and His burden is light.
God promises rest to His children. No–He commands rest because He knows just how much good it does our souls to know that the universe will keep going even if we step to the sideline for a few moments.
Be still, dear mama. Be still and know that He is God. You’re not. And that’s a liberating truth to cozy up to as you rest your head on the pillow tonight.
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