I thought it's supposed to be easier by now. The kids are 3 and 5 1/2. No more waking up at night, changing diaper, or spoon feeding. I guess it is easier in some way but every season has its own challenge. This season it is more tiring mentally. Every day.... there are fights to break, tears to wipe, boo boo to kiss or pray for, toys to pick up, dishes to wash, dinner to cook, lessons to teach, and most importantly heart to train. It's a blessing and privilege I know but at times I feel weak, drained, and oh so tired.
One afternoon I prayed with my eyes open as I cut the meat for dinner. The weather was around 85 degrees then. His answered came immediately through a gentle cool breeze through the kitchen window. My Heavenly Father knows and He cares.
I hear no voice,
I feel no touch,
I see no glory bright;
But yet I know that God is near,
In darkness as in light.
He watches ever by my side,
And hear my whispered prayer:
The Father for his little child
Both night and day does care. - Anonymous
Then He reminded me of His conversation with Peter in John 21:15-17
When they had finished eating, Jesus said to Simon Peter,
“Simon son of John, do you love me more than these?”
“Yes, Lord,” he said, “you know that I love you.”
Jesus said, “Feed my lambs.”
Again Jesus said, “Simon son of John, do you love me?”
He answered, “Yes, Lord, you know that I love you.”
Jesus said, “Take care of my sheep.”
The third time he said to him, “Simon son of John, do you love me?”
Peter was hurt because Jesus asked him the third time, “Do you love me?”
He said, “Lord, you know all things; you know that I love you.”
Jesus said, “Feed my sheep."
