feeling... tired...
words from a morning's devotional come to mind...
"Help, Lord." --- Psalm 12:1
David mourned the fewness of faithful men, and therefore lifted up his heart in supplication; when the creature failed, he flew to the Creator. He evidently felt his own weakness, or he would not have cried for help; but at the same time he intended honestly to exert himself for the cause of the truth, for the word "help" is inapplicable where we ourselves do nothing.
---Oswald Chambers, Morning and EveningI mourn... at the fewness of strength...
cry... Help... Lord...
and exert myself...
to complete the final chores of the day...
In the spiritual realm...
the making of dinner...
the cleaning of a kitchen...
can be a battle field...
I choose to serve... my family...
but I know... I need His help...
So my words for the end of the day...?
Help... Lord...
For I can do everything through Christ,
who gives me strength.
Philippians 4:13 NLT
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