Even those giants mentioned in the Bible fresh from some spectacular history-making event often followed that spiritual high with
depression, fears and loss of confidence. Shouldn’t
that little detail give us a clue as to the origin of our own self-pity?
It’s not our fault these rushes of self-pity strike. We do have a powerful
enemy who hates it when we have a good day, an effective day when we behave
like one of God’s children. As they say, “You can’t stop a bird from flying
over your head, but you don’t have to let it build a nest in your hair”. In other words, don’t adopt the little
fellow; shoo him away!
One way to
locate the express track to joy and exit the bumpy road you travel alone is
hard to do. Let’s face it. A solo pity-party takes concentration; you have no
energy to worry about anyone else’s surgery when you’ve just suffered through a
blister on your heel, but just for a minute, let’s make the effort. In fact,
make a list of people you care about, then people you know and those you see
along the way and look for a hint of some problem they may be wrestling that
might (admit it now!) be bigger than those you’re facing. Stop right
there and breathe a prayer for that person and if that isn’t too big a shock to
your system (your realization that your problems aren’t unbearable), try to
think of something you could do to help.
I guarantee
you won’t feel like an insignificant loser when your mind is on someone else
instead of your mirror. You may surprise yourself by beginning to count your
blessings. And remember to stay on the narrow, bumpy path instead the crowded
highway leading nowhere good. Above all, remember you’re not travelling alone.
Thank you, Jesus
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