It’s been a marathon week. I pulled two all-nighters in a row for work (bad memories of college days), and the other two days have been up by 4:00 am to get things accomplished before the West Coast woke up.
I’m running on pure adrenaline and Diet Coke.
I do pretty good with very little sleep. But combine very little sleep with the stress of work assignments that are due and I start to falter.
Yesterday I wrote on FB that I had tied my blanket around my neck and was calling it my SuperHero Cape. But the honest truth is, I am far from SuperHero status. My house is trashed, the kids have had to completely fend for themselves (I won’t even tell you what they have found and called “dinner”–thank God for the church’s leftovers last night so they will have a decent meal tonight!), and I’m behind in my other responsibilities such as paying bills.
But I’ve come to appreciate what it means in Scripture when it talks about God being our Strength. Two verses have I gone to over and over again this week. Especially when I have been particularly stumped in working with numbers and reconciling spreadsheets. They are as follows:
Isaiah 12:2: “Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and will not be afraid; for the Lord God is my strength and my song, and he has become my salvation.”
Isaiah 41:10: Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
I have been weak, He has been strong. I have been afraid of failure, He has told me to not be dismayed. He has been my song when I’ve been overwhelmed. He has helped me. He has upheld me with His righteous right hand.
He is and does all those things for you, too. Or He wants to, because He wants to be your salvation. And we all need salvation.
I have one more hard day to push through. We have three reports due today (really, they were due yesterday) and several teleconferences. And then a busy night tonight, meeting with my son and the Navy recruiter. But tomorrow I’m hoping for and anticipating a bit slower of a day.
I’m determined to conquer this day. But not through my strength. My strength is gone. Honestly I am weary and ill. But God’s strength is never gone. I will not be dismayed. I will not be dismayed. I will not be dismayed. Instead I will preach truth to myself and at the end of this week, I will thank God profusely for not abandoning me.
Now off to have first breakfast and get back to work.