The In-Between Places

I pay bills, schedule appointments, spray for ants, start a grocery list, unload the dishwasher, pick up kids, and scrub sticky orange juice that spilled two weeks ago off the refrigerator shelves.

I do all these things, yet sometimes I feel invisible.

I wonder if anyone even notices the woman behind the rubber gloves and sponge.

Does anyone realize there is actually a woman underneath this mom-chef-wife-chauffer exterior?

I am squeezed. I am pressed on every side. I want to give up.

I don’t think I am strong enough.

Sometimes, I think God may have picked the wrong woman for this motherhood gig.

I am somewhere in between being noticed and being ignored.

Somewhere between touch overload and not touched enough.

Between self-control and out of control.

Between recognizing Truth and believing a lie.

Somehow I am unseen.

God taps on my heart and reminds me I am not alone.

Even though I am unseen by an earthly audience of many, I am so very noticed by a heavenly audience of One.

I recognize God’s reassuring presence in those inconvenient and uncomfortable “in between places.”

He draws near and whispers,

I will never abandon you in the “in between places”.
 

I will meet you there.
I will keep you company.
I will acknowledge you.

You are worth noticing.

Suddenly, I don’t feel so alone and invisible in the between places.

We don’t find ourselves in these places by accident.

We are right where God wants us…

In the middle of His love,
Curled up in His grace,
Gripped by His plan, and
Tightly held in between His merciful arms of love.

So sweet sister if you find yourself in a place like this today, remember you are not alone. God sees you serving your family, drag racing to school and back, scrubbing that stain, and obeying His commands…

and He is pleased.

~ Jer. 23:23-24

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