But Sweetheart, we are not our grandmothers.
Even today with all of it's technology, we are still filled with an overload to achieve beyond what we are able. God is calling out to us, "Come Away My Beloved", come away and I will give you Rest. He sees all that you are doing and He knows your limitations. We cannot do it all. This life we live today demands too much to keep up.
Life was really much simpler in our grandmother's time. Even those who still chopped wood to make the daily stove fires has it easier. For today, we have to work triple time just to pay the bill that keeps our lights on.
I won't begin to tell you about the struggles I have with pantyhose. Ei, yie, yie...
Angel, you're expecting too much from yourself; much more of yourself than God is expecting of you. That's why He says to please Him, not man. For man is NEVER satisfied, yet God is always content with us just as we are.
Just as you are.
Look what He says,
I know thy works: behold, I have set before thee an open door, and no man can shut it: for thou hast a little strength, and hast kept my word, and hast not denied my name. (Revelation 3:8)
Mrselle, God has not called you to live your grandmother's burdens. To honor her for her faithfulness and endurance...YES, by all means. What a wonderful woman. And angel, so are you...a wonderful woman.
Even she, your grandmother, would embrace you for the loads you have undertaken and she would smile with pride speak these words...
"Lord, this here is my little girl,...this is my 'seed', my generation, to whom I have given life to. Now, Babygirl, don't be a-tryin' to kill yourself. Take some time out to sit in the garden; plant some roses; eat some fresh collards and don't burn the cabbage patch before it grows full bloom.
Babygirl, think of those times when I took time to drink the lemonade and not just make it. Think of the sugar and spices and not the cutting and chopping of the wood, to bake those pies you loved so much.
Babygirl, take your life and enjoy the peace that God wants you to enjoy. Babygirl, take the precious time for me; to love your husband and family while they are well and healthy.
Take the time to enjoy and love on Jesus...our Saviour and Babygirl, take some time to think about me. I love you; you were always my favorite among them all. Oh yes, you were always 'Nannies' favorite.
So rest for me. I love you and my heart is counting on you to enjoy this life as I lived and fought for you to do. And remember these...