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My cup runneth empty

Have you ever watched a young child carrying a cup or bucket of water from one location to the next?  They are often so excited to get to their destination, that they don’t realize until they arrive that their cup is almost empty.  Sometimes, they’ll look a bit startled as they realize this.  And other times, they seem not to worry, rush back for more water, and start over again with the same results. But they never give up.

How often do we do something similar?  Especially in the days of parenting our little ones. We rush around and we don’t pay attention to how OUR spirit is doing. Our spiritual water is sloshing out!  And then we get to the end of the week and we wonder why we are so completely EXHAUSTED.

There’s one day I vividly remember when I had two little children, and my husband was working 60 plus hours a week. I felt truly overwhelmed.  We had recently moved to a new city and I didn’t have very many friends yet. I felt very much alone. I was battling sleep deprivation with a new baby, and I felt like there was no end in sight to my money worries.

There was one day when my husband’s sister called and I think I cried/talked to her for at least 2 hours. Never did I think that she also had children she need to take care of and a house to run. I was just so empty and desperate to talk.  And while it is good to get  worries off our minds(I need this regularly),  there is a better way to receive strength that lasts.

Dieter F. Uchtdorf shared some great insight on this:

“God calls to you.
God knows your every thought, your sorrows, and your greatest hopes. God knows the many times you have sought Him. The many times you have felt limitless joy. The many times you have wept in loneliness. The many times you have felt helpless, confused, or angry.”

We have a best friend we sometimes forget to talk to.  God,  our Heavenly Father truly waits for us.  I have come to find that when I take time throughout my day to have multiple conversations with my Heavenly Father, I receive strength. And I can receive little inklings of what I need to do to help ease my worrying.  It is in those little Whispers that He can remind me that I am LOVED.  That He has my back. That I can be the parent I want to be.

My great, great grandfather George Q. Cannon said this about our Heavenly Father:

“[God] will never desert us. He never has, and He never will. He cannot do it. It is not His character [to do so].”

We are never alone.  So as we run the race of life each week,  I hope that when we go back to fill our buckets,  we’ll walk a little slower, and keep our minds focused on what truly gives us strength to be the kind of parents we hope to be.  Parents who are strong.  Parents who have energy to love and play and teach. It’s not selfish to take time to fill our buckets with strength from God. I wish I had learned this sooner.

Each day is a new day.  And when I fall short,  like I do on many days,  I need to rise again the next day and try.  Allow God to help me.

Thank goodness that God is extremely forgiving,  and so are our children.  Somehow mine seem to still like me- most of the time! Happy bucket filling!

Life is Good. Share the Good.

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