Good Mother Sheep

It was the third night in a row that I’ve had interrupted sleep from the night wakings of my children. Today, I got up tired with my body feeling like it was ready to break into a million pieces. I asked Jesus for help and got out of bed.

As I freshened up thinking about the backlog of things that I needed to do, the most pressing thing that I thought I had to do was to restock the kitchen with food. I headed out as quickly as possible but as I walked, I just knew how much I needed Jesus. I thought to myself, maybe I will just ‘touch and go’! Surely, I’d feel better if I adored Him for just a minute.

And so I went. To adore Him for that minute – so I thought – and in that time, I remembered that I did not have any cash with me. A few seconds later, I remembered.. that not only did I not have cash, I did not have my entire wallet. And so, I surrendered. That minute became a few minutes, before I headed back home ’empty handed’.

My body still felt tired but moments later, I found my thoughts wandering towards others as I was inspired by the Spirit on how I could love them better through the work that I do. When my eyes looked past my own bodily discomfort, the pain diminished even though I knew it was still present. Such.. is the mystery of love.

I felt like the woman who suffered from haemorrhage, who stretched out her hand to touch the cloak of Jesus. He says to me too, “Your faith has saved you.” Oh Jesus, in my little suffering, still, you save. Nothing is too little for you.