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Fresh Strength

Some days I question my ability as a mother. And by "some days" I mean every single day. I yell a little too much. I don't always have a ton of patience. And I frequently question why I was chosen to be these precious boys' mother. I feel weak. I don't feel like I have it in me. How am I qualified for this job? How was I the one deemed good enough to raise and parent these babies? 
In the midst of all my questions, Jesus laid a weighted blanket of his peace on me and spoke. "Katarina, you are not qualified by your own abilities, but through Me you are more than capable to raise these boys I've entrusted to you. And on the days you do fail, on the days it feels like your best isn't enough, let Me make up the difference." I forgot. I forgot that its not all about me. That HE is my source. So here I am. Sitting on my couch with my coffee, full of the peace he's given me. Feeling the full weight of his grace. Knowing that while I may fail, HE never will.

So, if there are any mamas out there who have days like this, and I know there are, this word is for you. Be encouraged and know that you got this! Through Jesus, YOU GOT THIS.

"...But those who wait upon God get fresh strength. They spread their wings and soar like eagles, they run and don't get tired, they walk and don't lag behind."Isaiah 40:31 MSG
*Disclaimer: I'm assuming this goes without saying, but I'm going to say it anyway. This can obviously apply to any job and is not specifically only related to parenting. So if you're reading this and it resonates with you, please receive it! We ALL need fresh strength!

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