Just a couple weeks ago, I found myself in a funk.
There is no better way to say it. Just one of those seasons when the small things seemed to pile up and take the shape of big things. I found myself isolated and insulated, and spoon feeding myself negativity. And I was gobbling it up. Typically, I tend to be pretty even-keeled. I don’t have very high highs, and I don’t have very low lows.
Most of the time, this is a gift. But I also felt like it left me without the proper tools to readjust my mindset and perspective. And that’s what it is all about.
As I attempted to pull myself out of that dingy place, I reached out to a dear friend by simply texting: “Hey. I am in such a funk. Please pray for me. :(“
After a short dialogue, her closing line pierced me: “…be diligent about thinking about what is true.”
You see, the benefit of having been raised on Scripture is that it is burrowed down deep in my heart. It takes some work sometimes, or a quick Google search to make sure I have it just right, but I know this truth. I have lived my life believing what the Word says. But how quickly I become weighed down by trivial things instead of resting my eyes on my true life saver. Where did I forget?
We have the key to handling all the things that life brings us – big or small, temporary or permanent.
I say: I have little grace. He says: My grace is sufficient. 2 Corinthians 12:9
I say: I’m tired. He says: I am enough. Philippians 4:19
I say: Everything is going wrong. He says: I am working in you. 2 Corinthians 4:17
I say: I’m scared. He says: Cast your cares on me. 1 Peter 5:7
I say: This is TOO much. He says: Come to me. Matthew 11:28
I say: I’m alone. He says: I will never leave you. Deuteronomy 31:6
I say: I’m still feeling alone. He says: I gave you a Helper. John 14:16
I say: Life is annoying. He says: Be thankful in all things. I Thessalonians 5:18
And that brings me once again to my tried and true method of funk-battling. Gratitude.
My God is near, sees me, hears me, and knows me. He does not give me more than I can handle. When the storms rage, whether they are big or small, whether they are quick or lasting – His truth is there to help me pierce through the fog and find my light. His Word really is a lamp unto my feet. And so today, with sick kids and too much that has piled up around me this week, I have found it easier to keep my head above the waves, to set my eyes where they belong, and rest in the comfort of my Lord and King.