Drowning

I look at my To Do List and I'm completely overwhelmed this morning. My physical therapy took up most of the morning yesterday, then I had to run for some quick groceries and pet supplies which sent me to Walmart, Aldi's, and the pet store. By the time I got home, it was time for lunch, then I still had the entire day's worth of chores waiting for me and, needless to say, I barely made it halfway through that list...and the second half is now added to today's list...and the remainder of the week isn't looking any lighter. Each day's calendar block filled to the borders with things that need to be done.

Then I'm reading Jonah and feeling the weight of obedience to the things God is calling me to do--and just what all is that? I know we've all heard that God doesn't give us more than we can handle and whatever it is that He brings us to, He gives us the strength to see it through. Why then am I feeling like I'm drowning today? Like it's all too much to bear on one set of shoulders?

The cleaning list seems endless. Kid care, pet care, I dare not even look at the yard and the mess that's been left by the windstorms we've had come through the past couple of weeks--not to mention the daily destruction wrought by Tucker. Empty boxes sit in the basement still broken down, waiting for me to begin packing. Packing...

I need to get to the vet's and pick up the dogs' heartworm preventative and I just placed an order for their flea and tick medicine, then Ruby and Sweet Pea are both due for their shots. I need to call the hospital about my surgery billing and the insurance company to find out why they didn't pay for my visit to the neurologist. Taxes are due. Bills just keep rolling in and piling up one on top of the other. Drowning...

Obedience...what more does He think I can do? I have one tiny set of tight, super stressed shoulders. The physical therapist recommends ice and relaxation--I laughed at that one...as if it were that simple. Relax--when, how? I'd love to know...

For now, blocking out the rest of the week and worrying about the list for today. The remaining days will come as they may. Take a deep breath and treading water...One list, one chore at a time. But first--a run...