To the Mama Who Feels Burned Out

I imagine you standing in your kitchen making breakfast for your children, pushing away dirty dishes so you have a free space on your counter to butter toast.

I imagine you going to throw that load of laundry in the dryer that was actually finished washing yesterday, looking around you at the hampers of clothing wondering if anyone actually ever gets to the bottom of them.

I imagine you wiping off little hands, mouth, and high chair tray, stooping to pick up the little pieces of food that were thrown on the floor only to be reminded again of how badly the floor could use a good washing.

I imagine you stare in disbelief at the amount of crumbs, crayons, toys, and folded laundry that occupy the space you know you had looking spotless an hour ago.

I imagine you decide to go on a coffee run and to the park with the kids just to escape the monotony for a little while.

I imagine you listening to those podcasts to help you tackle the day’s work and I imagine you in the times where it all just feels like too much and you just sort of let the day fall into place.

I know what it is to feel burned out as a mom, to have little motivation to do the things I am called to do at this particular season in my life. I also know that I have a God who doesn’t just have to imagine me, but truly sees me and will continue to strengthen me day by day, despite my sometimes growing apathy.

In Psalm 139: 1-10 it says:

“You have searched me, Lord, and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you, Lord, know it completely. You hem me in behind and before, and you lay your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain. Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.”

When it’s just the kids and I and I am yearning for adult interaction, I can rest in knowing that God sees me. There is no place I can go from His presence. He will guide me and hold me fast. Take heart mamas, you are known, you are seen, and you can continue to do this thing called motherhood as your watchful Father guides you.

One thought on “To the Mama Who Feels Burned Out

  1. Such a intensely busy time of life with little ones. Hardly a monent to oneself.
    One day you will look back and know it was all worth it. I did.


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