Overwhelmed

There are seasons in life where everything seems to happen at once.

This season has felt a little like that for our family.

Our oldest son is graduating high school and signing the lease on his college apartment. One chapter is closing while another begins. Our other son is in the middle of baseball season, which means 3–5 nights a week at the ball field cheering him on and soaking in moments that we know won’t last forever. Our girls are wrapping up another school year, growing faster than we want to admit. At the same time, we are finishing our dream home — a blessing we prayed and worked for over many years — but also a season filled with stress, details, decisions, furniture, moving plans, and the constant pressure of trying to make everything come together.

And if I’m honest, there have been moments where it has all felt overwhelming.

Not just busy… but heavy.

The kind of heavy that makes you begin to feel inadequate in every role you carry. In ministry. As a husband. As a father. As a builder. As a leader in your home. The kind of season where if you are not careful, the enemy can convince you that because you cannot hold everything together perfectly, you are failing at everything.

For me, that can quickly turn into discouragement and even depression if I do not stop and address it biblically.

And what the Lord has been reminding me in this season is simple:

I was never meant to carry all of this in my own strength.

The tendency in overwhelming seasons is to lean harder on ourselves — to organize better, work harder, stay up later, push further, and somehow convince ourselves that if we just “do enough,” peace will come.

But peace is not found in self-sufficiency.

Peace is found in surrender.

Over the last few weeks, I’ve had to intentionally step away from the noise and simply sit with God in His Word. Not sermon preparation. Not Bible study preparation. Not reading for ministry. Just opening the Bible as a son needing to hear from His Father.

And the Lord brought me back to the Mount of Transfiguration.

In the middle of all the noise, all the confusion, all the voices, God the Father spoke clearly:

“This is My beloved Son. Hear Him!”

(Mark 9:7 NKJV)

What a needed reminder.

Tune out the noise.

Hear My Son.

Not the pressure.

Not the fear.

Not the endless expectations.

Not the social media comparisons.

Not the anxiety about tomorrow.

Hear Jesus.

Because when I listen to everything else, I become overwhelmed.

But when I hear Him, I’m reminded that He is sufficient where I am inadequate.

Maybe some of you are in a season like that too.

A season where life is good and blessed… but also exhausting.

A season where you feel stretched thin emotionally, spiritually, mentally, and physically.

A season where you are trying to carry things God never asked you to carry alone.

Can I encourage you today?

Step away from the noise for a moment.

Open His Word.

Sit quietly before Him.

And hear His Son.

Because sometimes the greatest act of faith is not doing more…

it’s being still long enough to remember who is truly in control.