Often when there is chaos in my house it overwhelms me. Today, however, the chaos was within and without.
It wasn't until my son and I listened to an Airship Genesis episode that I realized I was in the midst of a storm.
Here's the thing, storms come and go all of the time. Life is very much like the sea of Galilee where storms pop up announced. I wasn't even aware of it until tonight, but I tend to manage them myself.
I feel the beginnings of a storm and I dig in my heels. I batten down the hatches, I gather all breakables and pack them away, I let down the anchor, I get everyone into a life vest and I grit my teeth and push through until it's over.
This is all well and good. It's good preparation if nothing else.
But I'm missing something.
I have chosen to depend on my own strength, but believe me, that strength wains fast.
So, then I end up extremely exhausted and begging for everyone to just stop asking me for anything else. Instead, I could ask Jesus for help. I could let go of the control and just breathe.
There is nothing wrong with going to Jesus for help or even just to tell Him what you're struggling with.
I think that for some reason I have felt that I must manage on my own. I think I have been afraid to feel like a burden to Him or He'll say something like, "Figure it out." I need to learn to trust that He does want to hear from me and He does want to help me.
When chaotic storms come my way, I can prepare and get everyone ready, but I need to partner with my Savior. He desperately wants me to depend on Him.
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