They say a picture is worth a thousand words. This one might be worth a million to me right now.
I’ll be honest. Sometimes I take sinful pride in my ability to handle a lot at one time. I like the pressure, the challenge, the risk. While others run from it, it get’s my heart beating fast.
But this week God is humbling me and I’m leaning on him for every ounce of strength.
Between jet lag, utter exhaustion, emotional turmoil from India, trying to write a message, keeping up with meetings, trying to reengage with my family, small group, friends from Atlanta spending the night tonight, friends from Indianapolis coming in this weekend, grandparents visiting from Ohio, the boys’ birthday parties, baseball games, preaching 4 services this weekend, and prepping to go out of the country again next week… I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed.
I feel like I’m about to be swallowed.
Don’t panic on me. I’m not standing on a bridge or anything. I even hesitate to write this because I’m not looking for your self-pity. I just know sometimes I (we) have the tendency to project we have it all together.
In case you haven’t already noticed this about my life: I don’t. I think I need to be honest with you and say everything is not “fine” all the time. The charts of my life are not constantly going up and to the right.
Henri Nouwen said…
“When we become aware that we do not have to escape our pains, but that we can mobilize them into a common search for life, those very pains are transformed from expressions of despair into signs of hope”
I apologize in advance, but I’m going to be scarce around here for a few days while I allow God to help me pull my life and emotions back together. I know he’ll help me transform them from expressions of despair to signs of hope.
So that’s how you can pray for me.
Now, how can we pray for YOU?