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"Let Me help you get through this day." Jesus Calling Sometimes I look for the big blunders or problems when I hear Him tell me to let Him help me through the day. I am wondering when the life-altering event is going to occur forcing me to my knees in pure abandon because I have no where else to go and don't know what else to do. I forget the little things; those moments when I am exhausted and can't move another muscle but have three hungry boys to feed. Those moments when the laundry is STILL in the washing machine and I have already run it twice because I left it the first time and didn't want it to start to smell. Those moments when I really desire to be slow to anger but my patience was tested all day. There was shaving cream all over my kitchen and the kids but we were laughing and letting chaos be chaos. We went outside in our close and danced in the hose enjoying the moment and Texas heat. And then it happened. In between popsicles and running around the sprinkler in their undies they melted. The youngest cried at everything and wouldn't listen for anything. The middle got into mischief which, while a daily occurance, he broke my favorite cup and I was not happy. Breath. Pray. Then, the builder and sprinkler guy came into the backyard circus and the dog had to go inside-the muddy wet dog. Mr. Crankypants was in his room settling down. The biggest was, thankfully, a life-saver helping his mama clean up (he was very wise sensing that I may crawl into a corner and rock back and forth at any minute). The middle was still for a moment and I got everyone situated and into a space so that I could breath and gather myself again. I washed the dog, got the vacuum out, and began a load of laundry. While I was wiping down the dirt-laden window sill it dawned on me; that inevitable light bulb clicked on. I needed Him to get me through this day; this moment. You see, He isn't always looking to drag us through that monumental tragedy to get our attention on Him; to truly rely on the Almighty to get us through our day. No. He is looking for us to turn to Him in those little moments when the floors are muddy, the kids are crazy, and mama is going to hide in the closet with a giant bag of M&Ms. He wants us in those small moments. Those are the greatest moments of surrender learning how to give it ALL to Him-the chaos of the everyday. The simplicity of the everyday. He wants us. All of us. Always. Give Him the moments. Surrender. Let Him get you through this day. Now, I better go make dinner before they find my hiding place;) "You can choose to walk with Me along the path of Peace, leaning on Me as much as you need." Jesus Calling Blessings, Megan

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