I think we’ve all said it. I think we’ve all felt it, especially this year. “God, this is too much!” I know I have felt that way more often than not. I have questioned if my lot was more than I can bear. I have questioned my own strength and God’s sovereignty. I have questioned God. It seems like everything is coming full force all at once with no breathing room. I’ve got more complaints than praise reports. Everything seems like doom and gloom. Headlines are straight out of Revelations. I don’t think I can take anymore. Guess what? I do. I take it one hour at a time. One day at a time. One week at a time. I threw my expectations out of the window. I revamp my “to do" list. I re-prioritize my day. I realize that some things can actually wait. The house isn’t that dirty. I have more clothes to wear, if everything doesn’t get washed. We will still eat if I don’t cook. And finally, I’m stronger than I thought. I’m not in control of anything. God is my source. Some lessons are harder than others. Some days are easier than others. Sometimes, God reminds us that our too much is not too much for Him.