A couple of weeks ago I was discouraged. I was behind in my Bible reading plan, it was rainy so I couldn't run like I wanted to, the scale was stuck, the kids were whiny and teething, I was tired and sore, my knee was swollen, Dave hadn't paid me a compliment in a few days (I know, petty), no one seemed to notice that I was working my butt off, blah blah blah. I kept going though. I kept plugging along with my exercise. I would read what I could manage with my Bible reading plan. I nursed my knee with ice and ibuprofen. I cuddled my boys and tried to make them as comfortable as possible. I got over the fact that Dave wasn't noticing my progress. Etc, ad nauseum.
Then, that weekend while I was reading, I ran across Revelation 2:2. (Now, I feel the need to post another disclaimer before I go on. I am so not the kind of person that takes scripture out of context. I am a firm believer that you should not base beliefs, or doctrine, on just part of a verse or turn of a phrase. BUT, I'm going to use just the first part of Revelation 2:2 right now. I'm not creating new doctrine here, so I think I'm okay.) "I know your deeds, your hard work and your perseverance." It hit me like a ton of bricks. That little phrase turned my entire week around. Dave may not have noticed. Other people may not have noticed. My boys could have cared less how hard I was working. But God? Oh He notices! He saw that I was unwilling to give up. He saw my deeds and my hard work. He saw that I was working hard on my temple (my body) and He was proud! He gets it. He knows how hard it is. AND HE CARES!
So take heart, my friends! Our work does not go unnoticed. God sees our deeds, our hard work, and our perseverance. He gets it.
Even when our husbands don't.
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