Recently I had a friend tell me that basically he was not doing well at all. Reading the Bible has become a burden, prayer has faded away, fellowship is nearly non-existent. It all feels old, and it seems so hard now. The days of peace and praise have vanished. Difficulty has come.
The only purpose this post serves is to say this: I'm there. I know. It is hard. All I could say in response was, "Yeah, life stinks." And it does because it is filled with much pain and heartache, passionless wandering and endless distraction. Days are only good when they turn to evening and they can be slept away like a bad dream.
But there was one more thing I told my friend in response, and I've been preaching it to myself a lot lately: whatever happens, don't give up. You don't have to love life right now or act like everything is fine. But whatever you do, just hang on. One more day. One more hour. One more moment. One more breath. Some way - somehow - God is in this moment. Somehow it will all be okay. Somehow everything will turn around.
And all the pain will be gone.
You will sing again.
Just hold on.
Thanks for sharing this. I have a friend who is going through the same thing I will have to share this post with her. Maybe somehow it will help her.
ReplyDeleteYou're very welcome. Giving up is usually the easy route in difficulty, so I can sympathize with your friend, but I am definitely praying. Thanks for your comment.
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