The past 2 weeks I have been somewhat stuck, stalled, traumatized, mentally exhausted and frustrated with what’s been going on in the world. Not just the pandemic but how we as a country allowed a tyrant wannabe lead us into the fire. Not the fire to refine us but to destroy us. The only thing I have consistently kept up with this month has been my volunteering to help the Discipleship Lead at my church. It gave me something to do that didn’t revolve around the news cycle.
I’m not one to watch a lot of news but this month I have. If I do watch the news, it’s foreign news reporting on the U.S. because I know it won’t be biased. They don’t care for clickbait like our mainstream media does. Then last Friday night I was scrolling on Twitter while I was binge-watching Netflix and I happened upon a website. I knew the website had been out for awhile but for some reason I hadn’t seen it.
Anyway, I went to it and it literally was the kick in the pants I needed. It gave me a reason to jump right into working on something. It allowed me to see that I am enough. It gave me the push to pull myself out of my funk.
My Pastor said there would be a lot of doors coming. And we had to decide which ones to walk through. I am leaving the door that website brought to me in God’s hands but it did propel me to work. Do something. Stop wallowing in frustration with the state of the world. Stop paralyzing myself from doing anything because I can’t solve all of life’s problems with a snap.
I needed to feel alive.
And for some reason that website brought a breath of fresh air that I needed to sniff. I just need to remember Deuteronomy 28:2,
“All these blessings will come upon you and overtake you if you pay attention to the voice of the Lord your God.”
I hadn’t been listening to God’s voice lately. I had been yelling, screaming and crying out to God. But listening, nope. I wasn’t doing that lately.
A random scroll led to a random person’s tweet that I’m not connected to which has given me the kick in the pants I needed to block out all the noise and return to quieting myself to hear from God.
And with that I pray the blessings will come. One has. We’re getting a new President and Vice-President. Thank God. Lord I prayed and cried through the night November 3 because I could not see another 4 years under dangerous, treacherous foolishness.
As someone who has battled depression I know seasonal depression can creep in. I’m thankful that I was able to receive a kick in the pants to prevent me from seeping further into darkness.
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