A new week is knocking at the door while last week is still sprawled out on the couch. Piles of stuff clutter home, heart, and mind. Lord, it feels like there is never enough. Never enough time to rest, to think, Time to play, to breathe. To get it done. To be. Lord, it feels like I’m never enough. Never enough for family, for work; For friends. For me. For You. Help me slow my pace, God. Help me match my breathing to Yours. Help me thank last week for her gifts and lessons, and welcome this week for her possibilities. I don’t need to be enough. I need to be Yours. Help me rest in delight in trust in remain in You.
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