I am so blessed to have a job in ministry. Many days end with the clear knowledge that I have made a difference for the Kingdom of God. It’s a huge blessing to do something that I am deeply passionate about in the church and actually get paid for it. It’s an incredible blessing.
But what about those days that felt meaningless? Those days where I crawl in bed at the end of the day and think to myself, “what did I even accomplish today.” Those days full of changing diapers, a fussy baby, running errands, cleaning the house….or maybe all I did was take care of a baby, I didn’t even get to all the rest.
God’s grace overwhelms me in that moment.
God’s grade overwhelms me and says, “In your eyes you did nothing today, but in His eyes you accomplished the most important task of them all. You were the best mom you could be. You were the best wife you could be.” Forsaking dishes and errands for cuddles with your child. Forsaking cleaning for after work discussions with your husband. That is accomplishing what matters.
Grace overwhelms me in that moment reminding me of bigger things.
Grace overwhelms my entire being and makes me whole. Grace fills me up to overflowing and gives me a second chance at life. Grace reaches for me despite how undeserving I am. Grace overwhelms me when I’m happy and full of joy. Grace overwhelms me when I’m sad and feeling burdened.
Grace overwhelms me and reminds me it’s not about me, it’s about Him.
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I think sometimes that the :it's not about me" part is the best part of grace. Turns out, "me" is a huge burden!