Today is a sleepy Monday. However, the people surrounding me don't seem to realize that this is a sleepy Monday. They all seem to be under the impression that today is a loud Monday, or a messy Monday, or a stinky Monday (thank you, baby, for two foul diapers before 9:00 a.m.)
On the tail end of a tail kicking virus and a relentless cough; After a busy weekend full of work and friends and family and worship - worship which sometimes blurs between rest and work (the struggles of a ministry wife) - comes this loud, messy, stinky, sleepy Monday.
Monday throws in another wrench (literally) and becomes an inconvenient Monday.
The tire blows and the budget is tight.
The rush in him to just go and get it fixed (because who has time for a blown out tire?) verges against my inner planner who needs to find a place for this expense in the checkbook and a place for this expense to be purchased from where it will cost the least.
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. - 2 Corinthians 12:9
But he said to me... calm down. This happened on this loud, messy, stinky, sleepy, inconvenient Monday. And not just any Monday, but a holiday. A day when he wasn't driving 50+ mph down a curvy country road - because it's a holiday and he didn't have to make that drive today. That blow out could have happened in a worse location than the church office parking lot.
Calm down. That husband of yours, the one who always wants to fix things, the one who would rather take care of it now and take care of it right - the one who handles you with that same concern, attention, and care - he's a rare find. Too many men are willing to ignore needs and cave to the wants of this culture. That husband of yours is a blessing.
Calm down. Money? Sure, it's important. A necessary evil. But your babies will be safe. You'll all be safe. And fed. And clothed. And sheltered. This isn't going to break the bank.
Calm down. My grace is sufficient for you - yes, even when your head is spinning and you feel that tension. My power is made perfect in weakness - surrender here. And there. And again and again and again. Rest in that weakness, in that grace sufficient. Boast in it even. This is just another moment that will bring your heart focus. Focus off of the noise and the messes. Focus off of the smells and the lack of sleep. Focus off of the inconvenient. Focus, heart, focus. Focus on the grace and the power of Christ, the grace and power that is made perfect in you during these significant moments of seemingly insignificant trials...
Is it any wonder that I'm committing James to heart and mind this year? Test. Trials. Perseverance. The ever revolving theme it seems, and the ever revolving need to remember that He is faithful through it all and grace is sufficient.