I'm Not Super Woman

I learned this past week that I am not Super Woman or Super Mom for that matter. Both my husband and my son were sick this past week which left me to take care of both of them and our daughter. This was not an easy task for me. The reason why I say this is because I was unable to do anything even semi productive around the house. I was basically laid up with my son because he wanted me all the time. He didn't want me to leave him for any reason. My son is 5 years old and can do some things for himself. He just wanted to be Momma's boy and be held and coddled for 6 days. This left me emotionally, mentally and physically drained. I am still recuperating from this time. God has been good to me and sent His angels (in the form of my Bible Study group) to minister to me just like He did for Jesus in the Garden of Gesthemane. This was a blessing to me and I don't think I could say thank you enough for all they did for me last night. Their touch and words of prayer and encouragement strengthened me and helped me to know that I am not alone. I don't have to be Super Woman and do this all on my own either. God has given me a family through this church and bible study, and I am blessed to have them in my life.
What I have learned these past two days is that God wants me to spend time with Him (not working for Him or doing things), but just spending quality time with Him. And do you want to know why? Because He likes me and He wants to spend time with me. He loves me and thinks I am special. This is something that is contrary to the way I perceive things. I have done nothing (absolutely nothing) to make Him want to spend time with me. I have not ministered to anyone, not encouraged anyone, not read my Bible or even been faithful in my Love Dare. But none of that matters to Him. He loves me for who I am and not what I can do, did do or even will do or won't do. He just loves me. How can that be? Don't I have to work for His approval? Don't I have to do something to help Him to love me? No, not at all. This is still a new concept to me. This is something that I am having to learn even about my new family. They love me just because I am me also. Not because of what I can bring to the table. (Which right now is nothing. Absolutely nothing, because I am broken just as Mephibosheth.)
To all who know me and love me, I just want to say thank you so much. You loving me the way Christ loves me helps me to see and know Him better. Keep up the good work church. God bless you.