Messy Hearts

Do you ever feel like your heart is just so full? And not necessarily full of love but just full of everything. Worry, anxiety, kids, marriage, friendships...the list goes on. I think as women we are full of emotion. We wear everything. As a mom we wear our children's messes from the moment they are born. As a wife we wear our husband's love, and share the same anxieties and life's strives with them. As friends, we wear the hope of approval, and often times our friend's gossip and their own life difficulties by being a good listener. While each of these relationships and life circumstances can make you go crazy, it's good to remember that they also bring reward. Huge rewards if you keep your eyes focused on the rock. 

 

I for one, easily get overwhelmed. I am quick to jump on the drowning wagon of despair. Especially since I have been working so hard on being a woman of faith in all aspects of my life. Being a Christian is hard. It's hard trying to seem so "put together." But I realized this morning, that its not about that. It's about knowing what Christ did for me, and in realizing such, I realize that once I focus on Him, he will radiate through me. He will heal all relationships, and life situations, and worries, and burdens, and hardships. He will work through me to show the world, my surrounding world, what he has and is doing in me and my life.  So I don't have to "try" so hard. I don't have to try to be someone or something, I can just be me. He will do the rest. He will filter out the negative and surround me with people that I can lean on, that I can trust, that will allow me to be lifted and allow me to do the same for them. God will bring me through it. So while I feel sometimes that I look like I'm wearing a huge mess on myself, I can remember that he cleans me. Everyday he restores me and makes me look brand new. I am so grateful for that. I just can't do it alone. God, I need you now. I need you in my life. I need you to help me get through each and every single day.

Psalm 61:2
From the ends of the earth I call to you,
I call as my heart grows faint;
lead me to the rock that is higher than I.