When things overwhelm…

Looking around lately I feel like I am not the only person overwhelmed by life. We are all busy people who read the news, go to work, feel pain, and want more for our children. I am not the only mom who gets overwhelmed by the amount of homework our kids come home with, or the amount of laundry that needs to get done. I am not the only woman who feels the pressure of being beautiful and perfect all the time. I am not the only wife who feels like she is neglecting her husband because of a to do list a mile long. I am not the only grad student struggling to maintain a high GPA while working. I am not the only person who is drowning in a world filled with people who seem like they don’t care about humanity, faith, and the environment we are providing for our kids.

More often than not when I feel overwhelmed these days I break down and cry. I cry big ugly tears of sorrow, of pain, of hurt for others. I cry out of self pity and out of selfishness. I cry because of the hurt I see others causing, I cry because I feel hurt by others, and I cry because it is all just too much sometimes.

Remember, though, Jesus to wept. We are not alone in our tears. We are never alone.

Remember also, that this world we are living in at this moment is not our all, it is just our now.

So after I cry, I pray. I pray that those who feel overwhelmed and hurt and sad and small will feel God with them. That they will feel relief and love. That they will know they are not alone.

This is our now, not our forever.