Hey, friends . . . what follows below is something I wrote on the fly the other night and posted to the Facebook page. Occasionally, I’ll write “mini posts” over there so if you haven’t connected with me on Facebook, click here and then click “Like.” Yep, it’s just that easy.
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Without further ado, allow me to share my “mini-blog” from the Facebook page published Tuesday night. I hope it speaks to you if you are feeling a bit “heavy” these days . . .
This morning I had a meltdown while I talked on the phone with my mom because, you know . . . If you’ve been holding-in a meltdown for a while, nothing opens the floodgate of tears like the voice of your mama.
After we hung up, I needed to just have some time to cry. For the people of Iraq. For the family of Robin Williams who will never know why. For the families of those who take their own lives leaving behind so many unanswered questions they will never know this side of heaven. For the family member facing cancer surgery and her very young daughter and terrified husband.
Sometimes, this world just feels heavy, doesn’t it?
And let’s be honest, when sadness hits us like a tidal wave, it’s tempting to run back to bed, throw the covers over our heads, and surrender in defeat.
And lets be honest again . . . There are times when my faith is shaky. Times when I have to repeat the truth over and over simply to remind myself of what is real and true.
After Cry Fest 2014, I went up to take a shower – which is my own private confessional where I can lament and be angry and say whatever I want to say to God. I did just that.
As I continued to get myself ready for the day, I heard it somewhere between the buzz of the hairdryer and the swish of eyeliner:
“For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline.” (2 Timothy 1:7, NLT)
It’s OK to feel heavy because you feel sadness for another person’s suffering – that’s called compassion.
But it’s not OK if you feel heavy because you are hopeless and worried – that’s called fear.
Fear is never, ever from God. Fear is always, always from Satan.
So if you are feeling the same heaviness I’m feeling, might I remind you again of the scripture God gave me this morning?
We were not given a spirit of fear and timidity. The enemy would like us to believe it to be so but it just isn’t true. The truth is . . . you were given a spirit, a HOLY spirit, of power, love, and self-discipline. (OK, maybe my self-discipline isn’t always as strong as I’d like to be. I’m eating M&M’s as I type.)
Just thought I would remind you of what you’re made of tonight, friends.