Whew… the emotions have been running high this past week. Some of it is probably because my daughter just had her birthday—and not just any birthday—but the big one. She’s officially an adult. I’ve loved every single stage of raising her, and even though she’s “grown up,” I know she’ll still need me. I think what stirred me even deeper was reflecting back on my own 18th birthday. Just a month before I turned 18, my mom was diagnosed with leukemia. I’ll never forget visiting her at a hotel while she was receiving treatments. She was tired, drained from chemo, and it was heartbreaking to see as her daughter. That birthday ended up being my last with her, as she passed away that October.
So, as I celebrate my daughter’s 18th, I can’t help but treasure every moment… while also fighting those sneaky little fears that try to creep in. Thoughts like, “What if I leave her young, too?” The enemy likes to whisper lies in moments of weakness, especially while I’m recovering from this injury. But I’ve learned to take those fears captive and trust that the Lord holds my life and my children’s future in His hands.
Now, back to the birthday celebration… We went out to a restaurant, and as I sat there staring at the menu, out of nowhere the tears welled up. It wasn’t about the food (though, let’s be honest, I can get emotional about good food 😂). I looked at my husband and whispered, “You’re going to have to order for me. I just can’t do it today.” Without missing a beat, he took the menu and ordered for me like a champ. Later, he told me it was probably “decision fatigue.” Makes sense—healing, teaching, emotions, birthdays—it all piled up.
But here’s the truth: nothing is too much for God. Not my tears at a restaurant, not my fears about the future, not even decision fatigue. He can handle it all.
💜 “He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” – Psalm 147:3
💜 “My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.” – Psalm 73:26
💜 “When my spirit grows faint within me, it is you who watch over my way.” – Psalm 142:3
So yes, I fought tears at the restaurant. Yes, my husband had to order my meal. But yes—God is still faithful, still carrying me, and still reminding me that nothing is too heavy for Him.
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