For the month of October, I am joining many bloggers in a challenge to write every single day for 31 days. I learned about this challenge through another challenge I participate in most weeks. The “Five Minute Friday” challenge is going to expand to last the whole month! Each entry, will be five minutes unedited of writing on a particular theme – found on Kate’s blog.Today’s theme is “value.”
Typically, my thought process is a bit more straight forward. I can totally bust out a thoughtful, small blog post in five minutes. No problem. Today is an exception to that truth.
Want the truth?
I wrestle to see the value of my circumstances.
Our circumstances can be shake us to the core of our inner being.
When we are in a struggle, it’s hard to see the value. Especially if we feel like our struggle isn’t visibly seen to others. It is just sorta like we are drowning on the side of the pool, while everyone else is splashing and having the benefit of enjoying themselves. If only, our I am not okay words were alas heard and others responded like Jesus would – in compassion.
In my struggle against my body, this mortal decaying body, I just feel like it is a g a m e.
Let’s put on our masks once again…
Let’s pretend to resemble some form of normalcy.
Let’s look okay today. Let’s not mention the obvious and difficulty-to-function aspect of my life.
Let’s not even mention the heartbreak, because… Well, we know what happened last time…
There isn’t even value in doing these thing. But, we do them. My thoughts are discombobulated, but the truth is – I can’t see the value in my continual struggle with my blood pressure. I can’t. Aside from this blog. Which… okay… I do see God using my struggle. I see God using it here. There is value in it.
Just because I see value in the pain, doesn’t mean it hurts any less! I think that’s a mistake we make far too often. We forget about the pain. We forget about the depths of our friend’s struggle. We forget that they are walking through this chaotic storm that seems unending. While they may persist, they just need us to come alongside them – so they can grieve, vent, and pray with a like-minded believer who wants to follow Jesus like I do.
Far too often, our friends go at their struggles alone. It can feel like a “drowning effect”. We need people to come alongside our friends – remind them they will make it, let them know you see their struggle and it is a very real one, and just comfort them with the inexpressible truth of His power.
What This Is Not…
After you remind them about His power, this is not the point where you exit at stage left. I cannot begin to express how much that undervalues the truths we need to cleave to. We need to be His hands and feet. We need to share His unending love for those around us – and just be present.
If you take anything from this post, let it be these words. Let them penetrate your heart.