Beyond my limits

There are days when I feel that my name is tremendously overused. My children bombard me with requests for everything from play-do and board games to movies and gaming apps to candy and hot cocoa to bubble gum. It seems endless.

“Mommy, can I have…”

“Mommy, can we do this…”

“Mommy, can you get me this…”

“Mommy…Mommy…Mommy” Or, as our littlest has just learned to say, “Mom-ma! Mom-ma! Mom-ma!”

Do I dare admit that there are moments in my day when I actually cringe to hear that name again? But a big reason for my frustration is that I am finite. There is a limit to what one person can do. I can only field so many requests at once, can only hand out so much gum, can only multi-task so far, can only process “mom-ma” a certain number of times. Then, there’s the crisis moment when I really feel my limits, my finiteness, and the frustration begins to build.

And yet, as I was praying through my frustration one day this week, and apologizing to God for what I must sound like to Him, I realized that He has asked me to come to Him incessantly with all my needs, to cast ALL my cares upon Him.

My God is not a finite God.

There is no limit to God, no end. He is everlasting, forever. When I come to Him in all my neediness, His strength and infiniteness is glorified. I will not deplete His strength or His grace, and He will not reach the limit of His faithfulness. He will never cringe to hear me call out “Abba!”

And thankfully, when my babies reach the end of all that their “momma” can handle, they still have all that “Abba” has given her. When my strength fails, His strength sustains us all. Beyond my limits, there is God. And His grace, that is sufficient for me, is the same grace I give to my children—even as I am handing out bubble gum or goldfish crackers or glasses of milk.

My flesh and my heart may fail,
but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.(Psalm 73:26, ESV)

3 thoughts on “Beyond my limits

  1. So very true! I feel like I’ve been in that place more often the past few months than ever before. Moving will do that to you by itself (we moved from KY to PA this summer), but adding in my kids and the desire to jump right into homeschool and do it awesomely has left me utterly spent and not the kind of mama I want to be for my kids or for Jesus. Thank you for pointing to Christ and His infinite resources. I need that reminder! I hope you’re able to transition smoothly to your new place and get settled soon. It’s taking me much longer than I wanted it to, but I also tend to create my own disaster by having expectations that are way too high. Thank you for this post! Have a wonderful day with your precious littles! 🙂

    • Post Author Tracy

      You have no idea how encouraging your comment was! Thank you! And I will pray that you will continue to transition smoothly. A book someone gave me, After the Boxes are Unpacked by Susan Miller, might be really encouraging for you. It’s a devotional-style book that is intended to help women through transition. Blessings to you on your journey!

      • Thank you! I’ll definitely look into that book. So much has changed, but I’m excited for what God has for us here. I read your post about your first day – what a special one for all of you! Those successful, cheerful days are such blessings and definitely a recharge for me, encouraging me that our decision to homeschool was absolutely the right choice for us. Thanks again for sharing. I look forward to your posts! 🙂

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