Days where it feels like I did not accomplish a thing. Yet at night I lay my head on the pillow, exhausted. Days where I feel like a failure.
But then I look to my Father.
I lift up my eyes to the hills.
From where does my help come?
My help comes from the LORD,
who made heaven and earth.
I realize my struggles do not go unseen by my Helper.
I see grace. After looking to My Help, I look again at these days with a new perspective. Much IS being accomplished.
There is great value in these days, as I choose obedience in the roles He has given me. Comforting babies, meeting needs, directing little hearts to Christ. Sitting at His feet, hiding His Word in my heart.
Spending these days knowing Him, and making Him known to my family.
And really, what is more important than this?
Do you struggle with measuring your days with what you have (or have not) accomplished?
What are the roles that the Lord has called you to put first, and be obedient in?