Weary.

“And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up.” - Galatians 6:9

God brought this verse to my memory this morning on the way to work. I know what I’m doing is good...I know God has me where I am for a reason, but let me tell you – I’m weary. I can’t sleep because I’m stressed about summer...I wake up late and hit the ground running...and lately every evening has been filled with some kind of work or event. I feel overwhelmed and tired and summer HAS NOT EVEN BEGUN. Things will only get more crazy from here! You would think with it being my sixth summer full-time I would be a pro at this point, but it just seems like there is nothing you can do to be completely ready for the organized chaos that takes place here over the next couple of months.

I’m trying to rely on God’s strength. I’m trying not to get aggravated with my co-workers and sponsors and family and repair men. I’m trying not to think about the fact that my bathroom faucet is broken and my grass is only partially mowed and I have no close toed shoes, or time to buy any. I’m trying not to feel guilty because I can’t help at all with church or the school board for the next few months. I’m trying not to focus on the fact that I have been running for eight weeks and eating better and I have GAINED ONE POUND. No, not lost. Gained. I’m trying not to think about the fact that instead of being outside in the sunshine during summer, I will be getting up earlier, staying inside under fluorescent lights more, and wearing jeans.

I’m trying to remember the students who gave their lives to Christ last year...who came into camp depressed and left smiling...who came out of their shell and made friends...who walked down to the altar and said they didn’t want to lie anymore...who nailed their sins to the cross and poured their heart out on paper covered tables.

I pray so much that I would see their faces instead of my frustration. I pray that I would die to self and know that He is right (as He always is). “...in due season we will reap, if we do not give up.”

So I choose to be grateful for this day. The good and the bad. Whatever it brings. I choose to trust that God is faithful and He will keep His promises. I choose not to grow weary of doing good.