Prayer for the Week October 22 – Do Not Grow Weary

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“The three great essentials to achieve anything worthwhile are, first, hard work; second, stick-to-itiveness; third, common sense.”  Thomas Edison

This past weekend was filled with w-o-r-k.  Seriously hard work.  We decided to move and build out our chicken coop.  Back in the spring we added three new chicks to our flock and unlike our older ladies this new bunch is full of vim and vigor, translate real pains in the behind.  They decimate my vegetable garden because they must believe it’s planted for them alone.  They squeeze their trim-selves through the neighbor’s fence to snack on the “greener grass.”  They have been up in our trees, on the roof of the house, and absolutely refuse to put themselves to bed inside the coop but prefer to roost on the roof, beautifully positioning themselves as raccoon bait.  They can’t be left alone I tell you!

The new ladies exploring the stairs and roof of the coop.

We made a plan.  First we would move our coop from its position in the lower yard up a small flight of stairs into our upper yard.  Once in the upper yard we would build out the enclosure, more than tripling the coop’s size.  It was a good plan, but you know how plans go.  Nothing ever goes according to plan!  First our friend who was coming over to help with the heavy lifting had to cancel.  (His wife went into labor.)  We were one man down.  That meant Jordan, Jordan’s dad, both our daughters, and I would have to lift the coop up the stairs.  The coop looked heavy to me, but Jordan assured me it wasn’t that heavy.  He lied.  It felt like it weighed a TON to me!  By the time we managed to get the coop up the stairs the palms of my hands were bruised and my quads were jello from “lifting with my legs.”  Whatever!  That was Friday.

Saturday rolled around, it rained, and the work of expanding the coop began.  An old garden bed and my clothes line had to be moved first, then we built the first two walls.  That’s as far as we got.  We were supposed to be done.  The “grouchies” set in.  Jordan got frustrated.  The girl’s turned from “perfect little helpers” to “perfect little pests who wouldn’t stop bickering.”  I hid.

The work had to continue on Sunday despite our very strong belief that Sunday is for rest.  We worked from 9:30 in the morning until 7:00 at night with Jordan finishing up the last few touches of the coop in the dark.  The coop was done.  Praise the Lord!

Why am I writing about this for our weekly prayer post?  Well, the Lord often speaks to me through my life experiences so when I sat down with coffee in hand to have my devotions this morning, I met this scripture.

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

God called me to this life of mother and wife.  He positioned me here.  I am not here by chance or mistake.  As I read and reread this verse, I think about how physically exhausting motherhood can be sometimes.  Just like the three days of physical labor on the coop, sometimes motherhood can drain you of strength.  But we don’t give up.  The job must be completed.  Children and husbands must be loved, cared for and cherished even when we’re so tired we fall into bed at night and have to crawl out in the morning.  We must not grow weary!  The season of little ones under foot is so short by comparison of the years of life we live.

Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.  Galatians 6:9

God of Monday mornings,

I thank you for a new week.  I thank you for the opportunity to serve my family.  I will clothe myself with tenderhearted mercy, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience despite being so tired.  Give me strength to do your will.

Amen

My grace is enough; it’s all you need.
My strength comes into its own in your weakness.

Once I heard that, I was glad to let it happen.  I quit focusing on the handicap and began appreciating the gift.  It was a case of Christ’s strength moving in on my weakness.  Now I take limitations in stride, and with good cheer, these limitations that cut me down to size – abuse, accidents, oppositions, bad breaks.  I just let Christ take over!  And so the weaker I get, the stronger I become.  2 Corinthians 12:9-10 (The Message)


  1. Alexandra - October 22, 2012

    Thank you for this post!! I’m printing the last verse so I can read it every time I start feeling overwhelmed, “limited”, or opposed 😉

  2. Georgina - October 22, 2012

    So real, so true. Thank you for encouraging us. After 2 hours of housework and laundry, now it’s off to the office to help James. But after reading your post, I had to go reread Isaiah 55 for my heart to be well. Jesus is Lord!

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