I watched the sun rise over the mountains this morning from my office window. A light fog settled into the base of the mountains while the sun brought the fall leaves to life. The mountain tops are preparing for winter as the snow slowly creeps downward into town. I grabbed my camera and snapped a picture. I was about to take another picture when I looked down and saw this:
I’m entering my third trimester of pregnancy and I’m pretty tired. I take my days off and really enjoy the downtime. I put work aside in the evenings and enjoy time with my husband, family & friends. I take naps, exercise and drink lots of water. Life is pretty balanced which is an often difficult goal for pastors.
But I know that fatigue is part of my new normal. Or so I’ve been told but lots of parents. 🙂
It’s part of the journey. And I’m entering into it with joy and awareness. I’m going to be tired. My battery will feel like its died. But that doesn’t give me an excuse to be miserable, negative or short-tempered. If I continue to mourn my lost energy, brain power and changing body, then I’ll miss the grace and gift of helping to create a child. I accept this part of my journey. And my prayer will be what I so often pray: “God, only on your strength does all this happen.”
Here’s to the last 12 weeks or so!
If you find yourself in a new season of life, I encourage you to spend some time in reflection and prayer. Where is God meeting you in new ways? What do you need to let go of so you can be available to God and others?