Psalm 71:21
Inadequate. Incredibly inadequate and unable to perform the simplest tasks. That’s how I felt after the initial adrenalin rush that carried us through Pedro’s cancer diagnosis and first few rounds of treatment.

The last quarter of school had progressed in a haze of lack of sleep, worry and multitasking. I knew I hadn’t done my best, and now an irate parent had raked me over the coals and spread rumors and opinions about me all over the state of Montana (it’s a small state, with a lot of far-flung family members).

The move to Montana at the beginning of that school year, the new jobs and new school for our daughters had provided enough stress, thank you very much, without the added health crisis. The endless list of things to do sat on the counter—with nothing marked off.

I couldn’t even remember when Pedro would return from his chemo treatments in California, much less plan scintillating lessons for restless teenagers during their last week of school.

The angry parent had it right—I was a horrible teacher. I probably wasn’t much of a parent either—especially with Pedro gone for large chunks of time while he received treatment for his non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. Shoot, I couldn’t even remember what we needed when I stood in the grocery store aisles staring blankly at the food (what WAS I doing in the meat aisle? We’re vegetarians!).

When I reached home, I dropped to my knees next to my unmade bed. I didn’t have enough energy left to cry. Inadequate. Incompetent. Unprepared. The words marched in vicious circles around my brain.

I launched a prayer for help heavenward and tiredly awaited a response. No audible word from God seemed forthcoming, so I slouched over to my chair and grabbed my journal. Writing about things always seemed to provide relief.

I thumbed through the pages and a starred entry from months ago caught my eye. The words from a promise I’d found in Psalms jumped out at me, ready to do battle with the words of reproach shuffling around my head. “You will help me do even greater things. You will comfort me again!” Psalm 71:21 (ERV)

So maybe the last quarter hadn’t gone as I had planned. It’s not easy preparing lessons plans for a sub, spending nights in the hospital with my husband and worrying about our daughters. The school year hadn’t been my best, but God would help me do better (and survive through the end of the school year).

Sitting in my darkened bedroom feeling sorry for myself and listening to the lies of the evil one would do me no good. I couldn’t let one woman’s wounding words affect me. I could take the criticism and choose to improve the areas I knew needed improving. I needed to step out in God’s comfort.

The promise is there for you, too, fellow caregiver. Grant yourself grace for your journey—it’s not an easy one. You will mess up. You will let things slide. You will feel inadequate.

But fear not, for God is right beside you—helping you to do great things (things you may never have imagined). He will comfort you. (tweet this)

Have you ever felt inadequate as a caregiver (or a mom, or a person)? The promise is for all of us. Claim it!

Drop by these posts for more comfort:

31 Days of Comfort for Caregivers

Day 1-He Is

Day 2-Rod and Staff

Day 3-New Song

Anita currently teaches English to 7th-12th graders. She describes herself as a ‘recovering cancer caregiver’ who gives thanks daily that her husband has been cancer-free for ten years.

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  • It’s amazing how the enemy’s lies can sometimes shout louder than the Truth in our hearts, right? I find myself dealing with those feelings of inadequacy too. I run right past grace in my efforts to be “good enough” and when I miss my self-appointed finish line (which I never hit), I feel like a failure-totally inadequate. You are right, God is cheering us on to greater things and we have to focus on Him. Thank you for so honestly sharing your heart…that takes such courage and strength. Keep touching those lives, your students need the Light you are shining.
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    • Amen. I wouldn’t want to count the times that I ‘run right past grace in my efforts.” Thank you for stopping by and leaving some encouragement, Tiffany :)!

  • Yes, we will fall short but God is always there to pick us up and give us grace as we try again. Thank you for sharing your heart here, Anita. Lifting you up today as you continue to shine your Light for him.
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    • What a great God we serve–who can use us despite ourselves! Thanks for the prayers and encouragement!

  • Oh yes, Anita! Allow ourselves grace for the journey and don’t beat ourselves up when we feel inadequate. God walks by our side but we need to let Him in when we are struggling the most. Thank you for these reminders!
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    • What would we do without the promises of God? His voice of love will always drown out the lies.

  • I think everyone has those moments of feeling inadequate. We often hold ourselves to higher account than we would others. You had such a lot to deal with, and I’m sure this will be of comfort to people struggling to cope with caring for loved ones.
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