What's the point?

We all go through life working hard, trying harder and sometimes failing. But are we really failing? Or are we succeeding at learning and growing and becoming better.
Oft times I am too hard on myself. I look at my life and say what's the point? I know I am not perfect nor do I want to be. I want to try really hard and know that I am doing MY best. But there are days that I tell myself that MY best isn't good enough. BUT IT IS! The Lord knows what my best is. He knows that some days I just don't want to try. I want to leave the mess, the work load and just lay on the couch with my babies and watch a movie. And for this HE is proud of me. He doesn't really care if my house is messy for a day- or week- while I do what I need to re-coup. He wants me to be lazy sometimes! And I am sure He would encourage a movie with the kiddos if that's what we really want to do. And He too knows that most of the time I run around like a chicken with my head cut off trying to keep up with the daily grind. And He also knows that some of the time I have myself together, it all is running smoothly and there aren't any hiccups...until there is one.
Years ago I discovered something magnificent in me. A pot that had been on the back burner all along but I had to be the one to turn on the heat. When I finally took off the lid and discovered what was inside I knew that my life was forever changed. And I knew that I wouldn't, couldn't go a day without savoring what was inside. I had to be the one to share this pot of food with my family and friends. And even strangers. Yes, strangers too needed some of my meal. Because the food in that pot was the most incredible food they could ever have. It was a meal that fed my soul and would also feed theirs. I found my Savior. He is true and good and kind and pure. He Loves Me. He was there even when I wasn't willing to see Him. Even when I tucked him to the back burner, left the pot untouched with the lid on.  And will always be there. No matter what. After I found Him. When I knew who He really was and what he could do to bless me, better still- what HE HAD ALREADY DONE- to bless ME I couldn't go another minute without sharing.
  Why do we have trials. TO BECOME BETTER. Why fears and tears, hardships and personal despair? Why physical limitations? Because if we didn't have all of these discouragements we would be too self sustaining and too selfish to turn to Him. We would try to always do it on our own. He is our sole (soul) supporter. "I never said it would be easy, I only said it would be worth it"
So I share with you what I know. That Jesus is the Christ. Our Redeeming Lord. Our Savior. His desire is for us to be happy. He lived and died and lives again. I know that He did this for US. I rejoice in knowing that I have a loving Father in Heaven who designed all of this for us to enjoy, trip over, get up and enjoy again!
 The point is.... I am doing MY best. And MY best is good enough. I matter to Him. He matters to me. All the rest just falls into place. (and sometimes it really falls!)