Guilt is so unproductive. But sometimes I feel guilty that I have not blogged. I’m tired. It’s been a tough season of life. I do realize it’s just a season. But the struggle is real…
When I take a moment and get out of my selfish little cocoon it is evident to me that I need to share. I need to encourage. I need to blog. Someone else may need to hear.
My daily devotional recently taught me about how a piece of steel is tempered. It is thrust in the fire, then hammered, then back into the fire, then hammered some more. If it can take this tempering, it is plunged into cold water in the final step. If it doesn’t fall apart after this, that process is repeated until the steel is strong, sure and ready to be used.
The pieces that break down during this process get thrown into the scrap heap and sold for mere cents per pound.
I didn’t know whether to cry or laugh….
In the midst of the struggles of life I tend to lose focus on my real goals, on who I am, on my real purpose. I would posture that we all do. These struggles are such a distraction.
You were made for SO MUCH MORE.
I can’t express how imperative it is to get off your island. Find a confidante. Reach out to a friend, a leader, a mentor, a positive role model in your life. Get with someone who will listen, then exhort. If you’re a person of prayer, ask for someone to pray for you. Don’t go it alone. You are not alone.
I know you feel alone. I have too. But the truth is our feelings lie. They lie to us. They come and go. They shift like the weather.
There’s a saying in Seattle: “If you don’t like the weather now, wait 10 minutes and it will change”.
Our feelings are the same way. Don’t let them define you. You ARE NOT your feelings.
I confess after learning about the tempering of steel, I cried…. Would I break under the pressure and get thrown into the scrap heap???
Then today I opened my devotional again and it said: “The greatest challenge in receiving great things from God is holding on for the last half hour. Often the last step is the winning step.”
I know you’re tired. So am I.
But I would be amiss if I didn’t tell you the wise, wise words of Dory from Finding Nemo, “Just keep swimming…”