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It can be tempting to excuse ourselves from serving others because of how busy we are, because we don’t think we have much to offer, or because we are in a particularly difficult season of life. But when God tells us that we are to serve others, He doesn’t give us an *if you feel like it by the command. I believe we can always find even small ways to serve others. And quite often, serving others helps us with our own perspectives and mindsets, making way for more purpose and joy in our own lives.
Only I DID recover from an eating disorder. It was a brutal battle that initially led me further from God, not closer. Fear. Shame. Lies of the enemy. All of the above had me believing that I needed to recover before I could restore my relationship with God. But the exact opposite was true. I needed to reconcile with God before I recovered, for His strength and help and hope to recover.
“I have good news, but you’re not going to like it.” My husband spoke these words after running errands early Saturday morning with one objective in mind: to purchase whatever was necessary to squash our ant infestation.
What is motherhood (and especially the postpartum period) if not a daily, hourly, minute-ly ritual of being a love offering? If you’ve been in the difficult but fortunate situation of caring for a new human, you might remember the sacrifice well. If you’ve been there but don’t remember–because the passage of time has wiped your memory in favor of the warm fuzzy newborn cuddles–allow me to remind you: it’s hard. It’s tiring. It’s impossible.