My friends have often told me I don't let others take care of me, and where that comes from I'm not sure. Maybe a large family where you had to fend for yourself a lot. Living on a farm with lots of responsibilities, or just it's my irish German catholic heritage.
So I come to a time where I need to rely on others and I'm trying but those that are helping me aren't good at it. And it's causing me disappointment and anger at him. I see a kitchen uncleaned for five days, I see a bunkbed still in pieces, I see laundry in a pile unwashed. Yet there are many ways that I am being helped. Getting Alan to bed, taking care of the cars..taking out the garbage.
So is it more of a point that no one is perfect, that everything can't get done and that I need to just be ok with that and not control it.
I was given the scripture last night: " my grace is sufficient, for my power is made perfect in your weakness"
I read this scripture in three different places in 3 totally random sites so I knew The Lord was giving it to me.
I feel that I'm being stripped of things: patience, energy, joy, etc and in that stripping I'm being made weak. And in that weakness God is filling me and using me for his greater glory. I whine like a little child because I hate being in the itchy not fun place of life. Yet if I just focus on the good works that god is using this for then I will make it through stronger. Because it's all about his grace, and I need to rely on that.
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