Our loving Father… “does not faint or grow weary; his understanding is unsearchable. He gives power to the faint, and to him who has no might he increases strength. “…They who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint.” Isa. 40:29-31
Heavenly Father, there’s nothing major going “south” right now, but I am feeling a bit sluggish, “blah-ish,” and “meh-ish.” Perhaps it’s just a combo of not sleeping great, the weight of a few heart-burdens, being a couple of days this side of #2 Moderna shot… I don’t really need to know.
But I am grateful for the freedom you give us to accept our limitations and humanity—a freedom we need to access more regularly. Most importantly, I’m thankful for what this passage reminds us about you, Father. You’re tireless in your care, everlasting in your mercies, and generous with your grace. You anticipate our weakness and meet us right there.
When we get worn-out, you don’t roll your eyes and call us “couch potatoes,” “slackers” or “soft.” Rather, you call us beloved children—daughters of your delight, sons in whom you rejoice.
Thank you for promising to renew our strength. Thank you for calling us to wait for you, not get up and impress you. Sometimes, the most godly thing we can do is take a nap. Thank you for your kindness, Father. So very Amen we pray, in Jesus’ kind and powerful name.