More Than I Could Ask

More than I could take.

That’s where my pretty little self landed with her not-so pretty little mouth this morning.

Mercy.

When. Will. I. Learn?

I suppose the good news is that my hissy-fit occurred all alone in the bathroom. No one was the wiser right?

Except for Him. The One I love. Lean on. Trust.

And so I apologized to Him. I apologized for the impatient, downright angry swirl of thoughts and the expletive(s) that followed. (Oh, how I wanted to leave the “s” off that word. I wanted you to think I was better than I was. But if I did that you might realize just how good He is to me.)

You ask, “What on earth caused expletive with an ‘s'”?

Pain.

More than I could take.

It’s an embarrassing admission. I’ve lived with and loved those who dealt with so much more pain. But today I plum lost myself in my own. Ready for the reveal? (I’m not breathing because I’m afraid you’ll laugh.)

It’s an earache.

Yeah. Ridiculous. A stupid little earache.

It’s just that it’s not little. Would you believe I’ve been on a narcotic for it? (And I don’t do narcotics.)  I’ve been doctoring for over a month. It’s not better. It’s worse and it’s getting to me.

I could handle not hearing. My tribe started to joke about it-me included. But the piercing, pulsing, and newly developed constant “whish” in my ear is driving me batty.

The really good news is that I’m in (*ahem co-teaching) a study on controlling our mouths. Great. I’m leading a study on keeping my mouth shut and I’m tripping (more like face-planting) over my own tongue.

Girlfriends, what’s a DoAhead to do?  I can only think of one real remedy.

REMEMBER

We need to remember——–

When we’re experiencing more than we can take there’s someone willing to do more than we can ask.

My real problem wasn’t my pain. It was my lack of memory. I had forgotten the truth that Jesus can and does carry my burdens. ALL of them.

I’m writing this after the Advil has kicked in (we wouldn’t want to see what I might write on Hydrocodone 🙂 ). The whoosh, whoosh of my ear hasn’t gone away. But my mindset has shifted——–

From thinking too far ahead to taking it one step at a time.

From dwelling on the duration to focusing on help for the future.

From pain to perspective.

From all that I need to all that I have.

From me…to Him.

HIS strength, HIS redemption, HIS provision.

And that dear DoAheads is a good thing.

“May these words of my mouth and this meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.” Psalm 19:14 NIV

“Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.”  Ephesians 3:20-21 NIV

Linking up today with Suzie Eller’s #livefree community. I sure do hope you’ll join us. 🙂

Your DoAhead Friend,