I don’t know why it persists.
I guess it makes a good meme. Or inspirational poster. Or whatever.
But it’s just not true.
Over and over again, I hear people say, “God doesn’t give us more than we can handle.”
I don’t know about you, but God gives me more than I can handle just about every single day.
The challenges of parenting a beautiful child who lived too much before she called me mom.
The twists and turns of foster care that yank at my heart, test my patience and make it impossible to plan for the future.
And a toddler.
And that’s before I step out the door of my own home.
Do you want to know a secret?
I think this is the way it’s supposed to be.
I absolutely think God gives us more than we can handle.
I love to handle things.
To organize them, manage them, control them.
Having more than I can handle makes me feel small.
Not in a “no one sees me, I’m insignificant” way,
But in a “oh, wait a second, maybe I don’t got this and I better take a step back and plead for mercy from the One who does” way.
Having more than I can handle reminds me that though I am called to the ministry of reconciliation, I am not the Reconciler. I am not the Redeemer.
Do you want to know another secret?
For a controller like me, this is a relief.
I can exhale, can breathe even when it feels like everything is going off the rails.
So, if you feel like God has given you more than you can handle today,
It’s not because you’re not trying hard enough.
It’s not because you don’t have enough faith.
It’s probably because he has.