And let us not grow weary while doing good,
for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart.
~ Galatians 6:9 ~
While I was making a lunch of crisp chicken quesadillas for my family, I was surprised when I turned over one of them: Hypnotized eyes and lips puckered up like they were saying, “Oh, oh, ohhhhhh, the room is spinning!” (If it had hands they would have been on the each side of the face; think Munch’s, The Scream, or if you prefer, Macaulay Culkin in Home Alone).
I laughed because my eyes really do feel and look like the tortilla’s (yours would too, if you were sleep deprived).
I gave this quesadilla to Don. I placed it on top of his plate, but he did not see it until Noah and I pointed it out to him — as he was about to bite it! I guess that sometimes the intensity of our work keeps us from seeing what is right before us; ah, well, he did enjoy his chicken quesadilla!
While we were eating I thanked my heavenly Father for giving me some more insight on weariness and encouraging me to keep going in His strength. The past four weeks have been intensely academic in nature, and I felt like a slowly deflating latex balloon. My daughter has been working like a champion in getting her work done, and I have been working alongside her making sure she understands what she is studying. And though these days weary us in mind and body, our spirits are yet being sustained and strengthened by our Lord. His word and *praise music quiet our hearts and minds, dispel emotional goings-on, and help us to love each other through difficult moments.
Truly, “The joy of the LORD is [our] strength” (Nehemiah 8:10), and His “grace is sufficient for [me]” (2 Corinthians 12:9).
Heavenly Father, thank You for using unique ways to bring laughter into our lives, and at the same time reminding us of Your presence with us; only You know when and how to give us comfort and encouragement. You bless us, Father!
Thank You for words which encourage us to persevere and music that quiets our hearts and minds; in Jesus’ mighty and precious name, the only name by which men can be saved, amen.
*A favorite instrumental album is Hadley Hockensmith’s, Heartsongs. I am so thankful that our Lord gives us exactly what we need when we need it, for Hadley’s music has gotten us through some very rough moments.