Have you ever driven to work and then realized that you don’t remember one thing about the drive there?
Have you ever met someone and immediately forgotten their name?
Have you ever made it to Friday night, and wondered what the heck happened two days ago?
Have you ever woken up and dreaded the day because it feels like the same thing over and over?
I remember feeling this way for a long time. My husband and I were in a rut. Our kids were very young. They needed a routine. But sometimes it felt like Groundhog Day to me. Even though every day was somewhat different, they still felt the same.
Very little to look forward to.
Don’t get me wrong. When your kids are little, they bring a lot of joy. Watching them grow and change is so neat. But the routine and difficulty they bring can sometimes make you feel stuck.
Is this all there is?
Is this what life is about?
Just trying to survive and raise our kids?
I didn’t think so. But I didn’t know how to change it. I was so focused on myself and our kids that I didn’t know what I was missing. I didn’t realize that I was sleepwalking. I wasn’t awake. I was going through the motions in life. I was coasting.
Then, a series of things happened. The bottom fell out in our marriage. We were barely surviving. My career collapsed with the meltdown of my industry. I felt like I had hit rock bottom.
And yet, I felt God holding me up.
I hadn’t been fully trusting Him. I believed in Him all of my life.
But had I let Him take control and guide my next steps? Absolutely not.
Yet, here He was.
Supporting me and comforting me.
Patiently waiting for me to realize how much I needed Him.
Gently telling me to wake up.
Have you ever felt God asking you to wake up?