Tired

I'm tired.  This week has been especially exhausting in every way.  Physically, it's Christmas at the Post Office.  That means non stop movement.  Add to that the stress of extra work, no help, uncooperative bosses, constant lack of space, broken equipment that nobody seems to want or be able to fix...Add in my failures, my fall into anger and bad attitude-ism which pile on guilt (You know, the "You're a Christian, and supposed to stay sweet and calm in all situations, be a good witness" guilt that comes from not living up to that ideal).  Top that off with the rest of life.  You know, all the stuff that comes with that...broken appliances, air leaking tires (because who has time to get it fixed), difficult relationships, a to do list a mile long. On and on life batters this weary soul.   I'm sure there are a whole lot of us weary souls out there!  A multitude who can relate to this battle worn feeling!  

So I woke up this morning as tired as when I went to bed.  My body hurting from all the physical overuse at work.  I said God, I'm just tired.  I can't even pray.  I started to cry.  I'm just empty and worn.  And then the Lord sent His Word to my heart.  Romans 8:26 Likewise the Spirit also helps in our weaknesses. For we do not know what we should pray for as we ought, but the Spirit Himself makes intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered.  How much comfort I find in the verse.  I don't even have to know how to pray this morning.  I don't have to muster the energy to do so.  The Lord sees my heart. He sees the weakness, the sadness, and the anger that swirls around and feels like it's burying me.  He sends His Word and love like a rescue boat in a raging sea.  

Thank You Lord.  You don't leave or forsake us.  Even when we feel as low as we can possibly feel, You are there.  You love us and will hear our hearts cry even when there are no words.  The Holy Spirit speaks our needs before Your throne....needs we don't even know are there, but that we feel the burden of, the heaviness weighing down our steps.  You are the lifter of our head, our mighty rescue.  Fill us with Your peace that goes beyond our understanding, even if nothing in life changes.  Lord, help us to not give our peace away.  Help us to hang onto it for dear life.  You know, we are battered, worn and fragile.  You know some days just taking the next step feels impossible....Help us.  Help us..  Jesus  Jesus Jesus.  

God hears.  He stays.  He loves.