“But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me” (2 Corinthians 12:9).
As a working mom navigating this “new-for-now” normal, this verse has brought such comfort to me. In my pre-pandemic days, I was an instructional coach at a local elementary school. Now, I spend my days attending WebEx meetings, responding to emails, attempting to support teachers, reaching out to students, trying to make sense of the workload of my own three children, ensuring they’re doing what’s expected of them, making meal plans, engaging my children in meaningful activities, keeping a relatively clean home – I think you get the point. All of that and more is the reason behind my text to my husband yesterday – “I. Am. Exhausted.”.
Throw in an extended family member’s cancer diagnosis last week and I feel that I am truly beyond my capacity. This is why I love the promise that His grace is sufficient for me. His power is made perfect in my weakness (2 Corinthians 12:9). He promises to support, sustain, and strengthen us – especially in our weakest moments. These past few weeks, I have felt weak. There are so many unknowns – and for this type-A planning mom’s heart, that is such a challenge. There is an underlying fear that I’m not giving my children all that they need as I attempt to juggle my work from home as well as their schooling. There is a fear that I’m not supporting the teachers well enough as we walk through this unprecedented territory (how many times have we heard the word ‘unprecedented’ lately?). There is a fear that I’m neglecting my marriage as I wrestle with the uncertainty of my Stepdad’s cancer diagnosis.
Even as I write that, the words of a Bethel song echo in my heart, “Through it all, through it all, my eyes are on you and it is well with me.” The word “well” can also mean “satisfactory” or “acceptable, though not outstanding or perfect”. What a relief. I don’t have to figure this all out perfectly – in fact, it’s through my weakness and (somewhat forced) dependence on Him that I’ve been able to experience more of Him – His power, His promises, and His perfection.
How have you experienced him lately, sweet mamas? Where are you noticing your inadequacies resulting in a greater dependence on Him? How can we be praying for you?