By Farmer Girl
Have you ever noticed that our brains are absolutely convinced they can solve problems that don’t even exist yet?
It’s 11:30 at night, you’re trying to go to sleep, and suddenly your brain decides this would be an excellent time to replay that awkward conversation from eight years ago, plan for something that might happen six months from now and somehow convince you that you’re personally responsible for holding the entire universe together.
Thanks, brain. Very helpful.
“Even to your old age I am he, and to gray hairs I will carry you. I have made, and I will bear; I will carry and will save.” Isaiah 46:4
“The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. ‘The Lord is my portion,’ says my soul, ‘therefore I will hope in him.'” Lamentations 3:22–24
I love how these two passages fit together because they answer a question we all ask at some point. “How am I supposed to carry all of this?”
God’s answer isn’t, “You can do it.” His answer is, “I will carry you.”
That’s a pretty important difference.
We spend so much of our lives trying to be strong enough. Strong enough to fix every problem. Strong enough to hold our families together. Strong enough to know exactly what comes next.
We treat life like we’re carrying twelve overstuffed grocery bags into the house in one trip because, by all that’s good, we are not making two trips.
Somewhere along the way one bag is cutting off the circulation to our hand, another is about to split open, we’re trying to close the door with our foot, and somehow, we still think asking for help would be admitting defeat.
God looks at us and says, “Why are you carrying something I already promised to carry?”
Then Lamentations reminds us of something just as incredible. God’s mercies are new every morning.
Not every January 1st. Not every birthday. Every single morning.
There’s something comforting about that because most of us don’t actually need enough strength for the next ten years today.
We just think we do. God knows better. He gives us enough mercy for today.
Tomorrow morning, before your alarm goes off, before the coffee starts brewing, before you even remember what you were worried about the night before, God’s mercy is already there waiting for you.
It doesn’t arrive late. It doesn’t run out. It doesn’t get canceled because you had a rough day yesterday.
Jeremiah wrote those words while looking at the destruction of Jerusalem.
Humanly speaking, there wasn’t much to be optimistic about.
Yet right in the middle of heartbreak he remembered what had never changed.
God’s steadfast love had not ceased. His faithfulness had not failed. His mercy had not reached the bottom of the barrel.
Maybe that’s exactly what someone needs today.
Stop trying to carry tomorrow before tomorrow gets here.
You were never designed to hold the weight of your entire future. You were designed to walk with the God who says, “I will carry you.”
So if today feels heavy, let Him carry today. When tomorrow arrives, His mercy will arrive with it. It always has. It always will.
Great is His faithfulness.
Farmer Girl
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