[This is a preview of a guest post I wrote for SheLoves Magazine]
“Why do you keep thinking you don’t have enough energy?” my husband asked me one night. “You made it through today. You made it through this year of being a new mom. Why do you insist that you’re in deficit?”
He had me pegged. Why, indeed.
I really didn’t think I could cope with the demands of being a mom. And yet, somehow I had made it through one whole year. Interestingly, when it came to our finances, I never worried about not having enough. I trusted God would provide all that we needed. But somehow, when it came to having enough energy to face my daily tasks, I doubted God’s provision.
My husband’s question reminded me of an experience I’d had a few years back, when I was recovering from burnout. I’d been wrestling with insomnia. It felt too cruel. I was perpetually exhausted but I would just lie awake in bed. How was I supposed to get better if I couldn’t sleep?! I pointed my finger at God. I felt like my pleas for a good night’s rest fell on deaf ears.
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