You see, in just a few short weeks, we have gone from that ominous Power of Attorney, “just in case something were to happen”, to a daily deluge of health decisions, financial decisions, and business decisions. A constant drip, drip, drip.
In essence, my life and my family’s life have been put on hold during this season. Little did we know that when we received that phone call that my Dad had fallen and was in the hospital, that I would spend 8 days in FL, and then come home only for weekends in the weeks that followed and that pattern will continue for the foreseeable future.
I have grown weary, weary of doing good. That is what this is right? caring for a parent, is good.
29 He gives strength to the weary and strengthens the powerless. 30 Youths may faint and grow weary, and young men stumble and fall, 31 but those who trust in the Lord will renew their strength; they will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary; they will walk and not faint.
Isaiah 40:29-31 has such a good reminder of how the Lord will give me strength as long as I trust in the him and seek his direction. Every morning I seek the Lord, ask for direction in my decision making about my Dad and strength to carry through.
My bucket is getting full of the constant drips, but I will not let it overflow!