When I woke up this morning, I knew it would be a busy day: I needed to spend time with God, I had to homeschool the kids, I really wanted to go to the gym to exercise and take a shower before lunch, I had the kids’ art class at 1:30, I needed to write this blog in the afternoon, and then I had Awana just after an early dinner, during which time I would need to go grocery shopping. On top of this, of course, would be daily household tasks, clothing and diapering my youngest, and preparing meals. It would have been ideal if I had gotten up early, but as I had gone to bed too late last night and as my kids don’t wake up too early, I was thinking about all of this at 7:30 am. I knew I couldn’t accomplish all of that, if at all, without a ton of stress, which I would inevitably take out on the kids.
So I did what I knew I had to do first: put my whole day before God and asked for His help to accomplish all I needed to do and all I wanted to do if it was ok with Him. Then I dug into the Word and more prayer. At 10:30, I was glad, but not really surprised based on my prior history with God, to see that the kids and I had zoomed through most of the work they needed to do for the day, and the rest could be done in the car on the way to and from the gym and art class. There hadn’t been any stress at all! This is not every day at our house, by the way. Some days, homeschooling starts at 8am and goes through lunch, with several more hours still to complete after our afternoon break, with lots of stress oozing from me to the kids along the way. When Mr. C’s doctor asked him when we finish schooling for the day, he told him we do it all day.
However, the days I ask God for help to fill me with His Spirit so I can love the kids well and for help to accomplish what I need to accomplish, I am much less likely to be stressed and much more likely to complete everything in a timely manner.
In fact, when we have a fruit fly or two come in our house through our bananas, I can hardly ever kill one without asking God for help to do it. Sometimes when I can’t get a hairstyle to work, and I’m in a rush, I ask Him to help me do it right so I can get out of the door on time–He always helps when I ask.
I remember when I was in high school, I said I was going to pray for something small–maybe it was a track race. I remember being next to the track with a group of friends when I said it. One of my friends scoffed at the idea, saying that God wasn’t going to answer prayers about small things like that. I wonder how many Christians think the same, even if they wouldn’t say it out loud?
But remember, we’re talking about the same God who said, “Are not five sparrows sold for two cents? Yet not one of them is forgotten before God. Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Do not fear; you are more valuable than many sparrows” (Luke 12:6-7). We are told to “Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you” (I Peter 5:7). This God really does love us as a good Father, and it makes a Daddy’s heart glad when His children come to Him with their little problems instead of suffering alone.
Whatever is weighing on your mind today, whether it’s big or small, please don’t waste a minute in going before God for help with it. He wants to help us; He wants us to lean on Him.