I'm a mother, wife, non-profit founder, and author who travels most weeks of the year to speak, yet I live with significant physical disabilities that require near constant assistance from my husband and friends. My circumstances simultaneously demand never-ending labor and compulsory surrender to Sabbath. That tension between forced rest and unfinished work leaves me restless, yet depleted. In a world that distills people down to their utility, and in a Christian subculture that covertly measures faith in output and outcomes, I feel set up to fail by my physical, emotional, and spiritual constraints. Whether or not you have disability, I'd wager you can relate. But in recent years, my outward—and inward—limitations have become an ever-present, living liturgy revealing to me, moment by moment, that I am loved by God just as I am. No qualifiers or clauses or conditions hingeing on productivity or ability. I am loved, and so are you. Full stop. Maybe a distorted calculus of "earning" God's love has pushed you to a place of burnout. Maybe you've been forced into a slower pace that's left you feeling valueless in a productivity obsessed world. I'm here to gently nudge your focus back to the true source of your value: God's divine decision to give you life and his never-ending commitment to call you beloved, no matter what you do—or don't—accomplish. You are worthy of belovedness and belonging, yet you couldn't earn it if you tried. May we rest in the reality that any worthwhile doing begins with believing that God loves us just for being. 📸 from @hopeheals.camp by @ashleymonoguephoto (More encouraging content and musings on hope in our twice-a-month email newsletter the #HopeNote, subscribe at www.hopeheals.com/hopenote) #HopeHeals #HopeWhileYouCope #TooBlessedToBeBitter #SufferStrong