Today I found myself praying, “Lord, thank You for the strength to do the dishes.” It had already been a long day, and I had maybe only been awake for five hours. But by the time I got home after my morning activities, I was already spent. So being able to both cook lunch and clean up felt like more than I could even hope for, although I did have to push myself, saying “one more dish, you can do this, one more dish,” as though I was trying to make it through mile 26 of a marathon. As someone who likes to do ALL THE THINGS, and can easily…