Amy Weatherly has captured us women so well in her prayer.
Give my friend some rest.
She’s been running around, trying to be everything to everyone. She does so much. She’s so good. Every inch of her, from the top of her messy bun to the bottom of her toes that haven’t had a pedicure in a while is good.
But I know she’s tired. I know she’s maxed out. I know she’s restless.
I know she’s going, going, going from the second her feet hit the hardwood floor to long after everyone else is asleep.
And it’s not even just that she does so much, it’s that she thinks so much. She carries everyone’s schedules. She listens to everyone’s problems. She heals hearts, and mends wounds, and offers her shoulder to anyone who needs a soft place to lean. She makes ten thousand decisions every single day, and even when she feels empty, there she is, still serving others.
She worries, and she gives, and she gives, and she worries, and she never expects anything from anyone.
And I know, even as amazing and kind and caring and wonderful as she is, that those voices in her head still tell her she didn’t do nearly enough. That somehow she slipped up and messed up and let the ball drop.
So tonight, please give my friend some rest.
Open your arms and hold her. Quiet her mind and steady her soul. Let her sleep long and hard and good. Let those dreams be sweet. Let those fears melt away the second she closes her eyes.
Let her wake up tomorrow feeling like a brand new woman.
CREDIT : Amy Weatherly
PRAYER, Give my friend some rest. She’s exhausted.