Is there ever a morning more filled with more dread than Mondays? I especially felt it this morning. I just wasn’t ready to start another long workweek.
I figured I would counteract this dread by spicing up my morning routine. Normally I will sit at the kitchen computer and write while the coffee is percolating. But today I just wasn’t feeling it, so I decided to skip my writing ritual and jump straight into Bible study. I know, I am such a rebel, right?
I was reading through Psalms 56; authored by King David and written after his Philistines capture.
I noticed as I was reading, the noise of percolating coffee pot sounded weird. I went into the kitchen to investigate. There I discovered a volcano streaming out of every orifice in the coffee maker! I had slow moving murky brown lava mixed with the sludge of wet coffee grounds spreading across my countertop, waterfalling down the cabinets, and dripping onto the cold tile floor.
When I was trying to spice up my Monday morning, this was not what I had in mind. What’s a girl gotta do to get a cup coffee?
Mamas, isn’t this how life seems go? On the days you feel the most ill equipped to handle anything beyond just existing, that is when everything hits the fan. King David understood this. When the Philistines captured him, he was having that very same kinda day. David was running for his life. His best friend’s dad, King Saul, insane with rage, was trying to kill him. David happened to be the next anointed King of Israel, and Saul was not too keen on this divine change of plan. Saul knew his days as King of Israel were numbered, and he was doing everything in his earthly power to prolong his reign.
Talk about a bad day. David was running from one enemy straight into the arms of another. He memorialized his exacerbation in Psalms 56, which contains one of my most favorite verses in the whole Bible.
David says of the Lord:
You keep track of all my sorrows.
You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
You have recorded each one in your book.
Psalms 56:8
For my mamas walking the baby loss path; grief can feel like one, Monday morning coffee maker eruption, after another. But mamas, no matter how daunting the day may feel, Jesus is right beside you. He not only sees every tear; but Psalms 56 tells us He collects and records every tear.
Jesus holds and mends our broken hearts. Though our sutures may break open, we can always trust Jesus to stitch the scars back together and soothe our aching hearts.
Remember this when the morning dread surfaces. When the coffeemaker of life starts erupting: Jesus didn’t cause the broken world we live in, but He knows how to survive it.
Mamas, join me in taking a well-earned sip of coffee. Ask yourself: Have I trusted Jesus with your heart?
(If you have questions about how you can trust Jesus with your heart. Please go to the “Need a Best Friend” page of this website.)