You see it in the eyes. Tears build but not always burst. You hear it in the crackle of the voice. As they talk, you can hear that they speak from an emotional place. Hearts are worn on sleeves. This place in yourself is where the pressures, struggles and hassles of life accumulate. Overwhelm. I know the feeling and remember it well.
For me, I have found it builds over time to a point where emotionally, I cannot cope a moment longer. As strong as I have tried to remain, there is no strength left. I cannot stand any more and I am dropping balls left, right and centre. I clearly remember a day when it was all too much and as I sat with tears pouring down my face, I decided no more. The frustration that had brought me to this point, needed to go.
Problem was, I had no strength left to push back. I wanted that weight lifted so I could stand again with confidence. My family deserved a mum that didn't shed buckets of tears every day. They needed the mum that had a positive outlook on life, that enjoyed living and looked forward to every day.
The daily battles we face wear us down. Life is full of pressure points and when enough of them are pressed at the same time, we end up feeling battered and bruised.
Isaiah 40:29: He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.
I love how God promises to strengthen us. He knows that we have limitations and He provides us with an additional strength. With that strength comes power. It is in Him that we move from weary to strong and from powerless to powerful.
For me, I have learn't that my own strength is not enough. I have no doubt that the challenges of life will continue and frustrations will be part of living. However, when I feel that point of overwhelm starting and rather than waiting until my strength gives out, I will go to my knees sooner.
I will call upon God for that strength so I can rise and run again.