I got up late one morning after a long night with our two boys. Allergy season is in full swing and this mama is doing all she can to get through one of the worst seasons we’ve had in a while. The night was laced with stuffy noses, sneezing and allergy medication.
My husband got up and left for work but I remained in bed with our youngest. When he finally stirred about an hour later, we rose for the day.
You know that feeling you get when you wake up already behind? That was my morning vibe.
Not only was I still tired, I had to work extra hard to get back on track. Que cranky mama.
I put my fitness tracker on determined to get my 10,000 steps in no matter what. It was my only goal for the week, nothing was going to stop me!
We went through our morning routine of yogurt, Cheerios and granola bars (they wake up with big appetites these days) and I proceeded with my bible study and prayer time, despite the many interruptions.
9 o’clock rolled around and I looked at my tracker, 900 steps. I sighed. Yesterday by that time I had 5,000 thanks to my morning workout. A morning workout that was still looming for the day.
“Well… time isn’t slowing down,” I told myself.
I put on my workout clothes, turned on some YouTube music and started marching. Forget the workout, I wanted my steps.
As I stood there marching/dancing in place, I kept looking at my tracker. With every step I was getting closer and closer to my goal.
It amazed me how every step, as small as it might be, counted. Combined with minutes of effort, I was quickly seeing the numbers on my tracker go up! Before long, I had over 5,000 steps in by 10 am. Take that allergies!
All those little steps… they helped me reach my noon goal. Every single one. And by the end of the day, I reached that 10,000.
But it made me think…
Every year counts even though I may have barely survived it, every week counts even though it feels like nothing got accomplished. Every day counts even though it can be repetitive with the laundry, dishes and everything else.
It all counts.
God uses all of it to mold us, make us and shape us into who we are meant to become. Every season has a purpose.
There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven – Ecclesiastes 2:1
He has made everything appropriate in its time. – Ecclesiastes 2:11
It’s in long hard seasons I have to remind myself God is still very much at work. And sometimes that work isn’t measured by day to day accomplishments but rather by the softening and shaping of our hearts.
So… press on. Keep on keepin’ on. Just keep swimming. Turn on some music and get’r done! Because God causes all tings to work together for good to those who love Him (Romans 8:28)!
Not to mention, you’ll only get there one step at a time.