Stuck in a rut

Lately, I have been stuck. My life seemed like it was on repeat. Each day same as before. Raising two middle schoolers can make it feel that way. They don't come up with new things to laugh about, argue over, material to use to their advantage. Therefore, I feel like I'm fighting the same battles everyday. This can become quite depressing and if your teens are good at getting their point across you may even begin to think maybe they are right. "They are the only teens being treated this unfairly!"

This was really getting me down. I would take two steps in the house and my shoulders would cramp up. I would quickly try to think of any reasonable reason I could just leave and come back later. Crap! No, I'm a responsible mother who needs to make dinner, check homework, listen to trumpet practice, delegate dishes, order showers(smell the hair to be sure the shower was done properly) and announce bedtime. I then collapse on my bed know it all starts over again in the morning. 

There has to be help in this craziness!! A life line. There is. His name is Jesus. He isn't God hanging around upstairs watching me drive myself crazy. He is also named Emmanuel. This means God with us. So, He is with me when I don't know how to answer their sarcastic questions. He's with me, giving me power through the Holy Spirit to call them out when the sarcasm is just disrespectful. He gives me discernment in choosing my battles. And, he is with me as I sigh in exhaustion, whispering he will restore my energy and strength. 

Because, I may be questioning God. What is your will for me? How can I serve you when I have craziness at home? His job for me at this time is be the Mom he created me to be for the children he created to honor him in the future. My job is to be the loving, helpmate to my husband, so he can glorify God and preach the Gospel. Now, I feel honored. Honored that he chose me. He equips me with his Word and Spirit. He has given me the fruits of the spirit to help me handle whatever comes my way with the kids and my husband. 

Jesus once asked a man, " do you want to be well?". I do want to be well. I hear him saying pick up your mat (that you like to throw pity parties on) and get up and walk. I will, my Lord. 

What areas do you feel the Holy Spirit telling you to listen to him? He has the answers.