Showing posts with label overwhelmed by life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label overwhelmed by life. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Don't You Care?

"Lord, don't you care?"

Martha said it...  when all the demands started to make her feel overwhelmed. The long to-do list of running a household, taking care of her family, entertaining guests.   "But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to him and asked, "Lord, don't you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!" (Luke 10.40)

The disciples said it... when the storm felt too big, too strong, and they feared they would be overtaken. "A furious squall came up, and the waves broke over the boat, so that it was nearly swamped.  
Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on a cushion. The disciples woke him and said to him, 'Teacher, don't you care if we drown?'" (Mark 4.37-38)

And most of us at some point or another have probably said it.  When all the demands press down on us. When the storm raged around us.  When we feel buried under our worries.  Leaving us overwhelmed, tired, confused.

"Lord, don't you care?"


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"Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you." (1 Peter 5.7)

Yes, He cares.

Even when you feel lost and alone.  He's there. When it feels hopeless. He's working it out for good.

"And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose." (Romans 8.28)

Take your eyes off the circumstances.  Stop focusing on the many things. Stay focused on the One thing that matters.  The One who can quiet the storms.

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Friday, June 6, 2014

Overwhelmed

Some days I am just overwhelmed by my life.

I'm not talking about the endless mountains of laundry and dirty dishes.  Not the constant calendar of dates, events, and happenings that must be planned, hosted, attended, or celebrated. Not the meals to be planned, bought, and prepared.  Or the cleaning up that follows each and every one of these things. (Although those things are always there, demanding time and attention)

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The overwhelmed I'm talking about doesn't come from busyness.  Not from physical or mental exhaustion.

It comes when my hands are busy and my mind is idle.  When I have time to think about my life such as it is...

The strong, kind, loving, supportive man God gave me for a husband.
The crazy, funny, talented, silly, and smart offspring He blessed me with.
The little miracle of a grand son. 
My sisters and parents.
Friends.
The roof over our heads.
The food for our table.
The enjoyment of crocheting and the skill to be able to do it.
More books to read than I could ever get through in a couple of lifetimes.
The beauty of the mountains where I live.

I ponder all this and I can't believe how incredibly blessed I am!

Just thinking about it all brings tears to my eyes.  It fills my heart to bursting.  It makes me want to sing.  To dance.  To fall to my knees in a prayer of thanksgiving.

That's the kind of overwhelmed I'm talking about...

Completely overcome with the love I feel.  The sense of fulfillment.  The gratitude.



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