The women were busy about the Lord’s work, and being women, were worried about the job ahead of them. They knew that THEY couldn’t roll back the stone, it was too heavy for them. So they did what they could do, and proceeded trusting that somehow they would be able to complete their task, even though they couldn’t do it alone. They didn’t arrange for men to help, they just wondered and trusted, and WENT ANYWAY. They did their end, and God did his.
In my own life, I often wonder how something will work out. There are so many things that now as a single woman, a single mother… I have NO IDEA how it’s all going to work together for good. I don’t need to worry about it, or make arrangements. I just need to keep doing my end, and God will do his.
Jesus, thank you for all that you are teaching me about trust. I never thought I would be in this place, but here I am , and here you are. May all of my efforts be about your work. May my end be my absolute best. May the things I’m teaching my children stick somewhere in their hearts, and may you fill up the gaps, cracks and holes. May my efforts be supernaturally multiplied. May my two hands seem like many.
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