Maybe you’re tired... physically or spiritually. In your heart of hearts you’re ready to quit. This is something for where you’re at right now. You might’ve just arrived there, or perhaps you’ve been there for some time. No matter; this comes to you.
You somehow know you need something and despite your worse judgment, and the want to give into it, you just can’t; holding on in faith, hope (however dim that is) somehow holds sway.
Sometimes we’re windswept from the chilly corridors deep within ourselves. The effect? — anxiety for one, or depression as another; peculiar, foreign and inexplicable.
The languor is shocking and everything we see right now is tinged with darkness.
The world sort of looks okay. It goes on despite us. At some level deeper, which is something we see dimly — but see we do, we pine to be back there, ‘in the mix,’ so to speak.
We long for normality.
Just to do the simple things again.
Just as commonly we feel the blitzkrieg form about us due to a work situation or one within family or friends; these that appear irreconcilable. It is tormenting to us that this is occurring — people tearing emotional flesh off each other.
It’s the last thing we need.
The longer things have worn on the worse this situation’s become. Perhaps it’s blown up so suddenly we’re still reeling from its shockwaves. Whatever, we’re at a loss right now as to what to do.
At times both the inner and outer circumstances collude, one even bringing the other, and most likely the outer influences the inner, but the converse is just as true.
The Hope Beyond the Cloud that Hovers
Beyond where we’re at right now is a sunny field — a destination enriched in the fundament of hope. Whilst that appears a pipedream right now, we cling to it, and from it solace comes.
Time has come to respond what our heart of hearts is telling us.
Perhaps that’s to withdraw to re-load, to relinquish the reigns of the uncontrollable, to learn to accept. It might be to rest and ponder the next move, to get better again.
Perhaps it’s time to get active, as we’ve heard from Wisdom, and we know the right move to make. We go about finding the last bastions of courage deep within our mental and spiritual sinew. We construct a healthy response.
Whatever we do, we draw solace from the One that’s been there; the One that’s there with us right now in where we’re at.
God’s there, silent perhaps, but ever-empathetic. We get encouragement from the Old Book:
“So let us not grow weary in doing what is right, for we will reap at harvest time, if we do not give up.”
~Galatians 6:9 (NRSV).
Harvest time... it beckons. It’s just over the horizon. We may not yet see it; yet it’s there alright.
Refresh, revive, survive. It will not always be like this.
© 2011 S. J. Wickham.