This morning I got up, and I realized how worn out I was. I didn’t feel like praying, I didn’t feel like reading my Bible, and today was one of those days where the cute, little inspirational posts just weren’t going to cut it. I’ve grown tired of the mundane, of the same routine, of feeling trapped. I grow weary of “one day at a time,” and trying to find beauty in the difficult seasons. Sometimes, I even grow weary of everyone looking to me as the example. .
After a few minutes, I found a note card I’d made from a conference before, “Trust is worship. Rest is warfare.” It didn’t take long to realize the source of my weariness wasn’t necessarily from the routine of everyday life, but from my own striving and lack of trust. I strive to become a better person, never measuring up to my own standards. I strive in my relationship with God, wanting to be the perfect daughter. Most importantly, I strive because I don’t always trust the Lord’s plans for my life. Fortunately, I have a Comforter to roll my burdens onto, who reminds me everyday that my head information can become heart revelation.
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart,
And lean not on your own understanding;
In all your ways acknowledge Him,
And He shall direct your paths.
Do not be wise in your own eyes;
Fear the Lord and depart from evil.
It will be health to your flesh,
And strength to your bones.
Honor the Lord with your possessions,
And with the firstfruits of all your increase;
So your barns will be filled with plenty,
And your vats will overflow with new wine.”
Proverbs 3: 5- 10 NKJV