You know those days when you wake tired, feeling overwhelmed at the day that stretches ahead? Those days when you feel like your strength isn’t enough for the day and you could almost hope for a snow day (yup, maybe even in June)?
I’ve recently discovered a simple practice that helps me on those days—one simple sentence that is helping me live Jesus’ invitation to make my home in his love.
It doesn’t take away the weariness, but it does lift the overwhelm. It honors the reality of what I’m feeling, helping me pay attention and be gentle with myself without letting my feelings have the final word.
I simply take a moment to notice and name what I am feeling, and then let this reminder turn my attention back to the One who is with me in this day:
Even though I am tired (or overwhelmed, or lonely) today, nothing can stop this day from being filled with God’s love.
With this simple practice, my body begins to shift from experiencing the day as a too-heavy burden to anticipating it as something more akin to the Surprise Mix of seeds that I planted this spring in the brown plastic planter boxes on my balcony—specifics unknown, but a promise of life and beauty given.
As the Surprise Mix package instructed, when the risk of frost was passed, I scattered the seeds and covered them with a thin layer of soil.
For a couple of months, I’ve been watching the seeds sprout and stretch toward the sun, tiny leaves unfurling. Some stems are covered with fine hairs, some leaves as thin as thread and others broad enough to shelter a small frog from the rain.
Spring winds have swept between the buildings, bending the fragile stems over the edges of the planters, and the plants have continued to grow anyway.
Over the last few days, I’ve watched buds swell, and this morning when I went out to peek, blossoms in new shapes and shades had joined the one I’ve been admiring the past few days.
Here’s what matters, this one truth that brief sentence re-plants in my heart: This day may not look precisely the way I would have planned it. And that’s okay. Because the One walking with me through this day, the One creating each moment and sustaining me in it even as He continues to breath into me the breath of life—He is the God of grace and beauty and creativity, the God who delights to do in us and through us immeasurably more than anything we can ask or imagine.
To him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus forever and ever. Amen!