I was going to confess, to one and all, that I had a horrible case of the "blahs". Not the blues. The blah's. The I-don't-want-to-think-about-anything-or-do-anything blah's. Gross! Right? Then, I decided not to write about the blahs at all. If I did then everyone would know about the lazy, no-good-done, gray-skied day. And I couldn't do it, because I couldn't stand the thought of seeming less perfect to a single person out there. I'd been slothful, unproductive, and had given in to a fatigue that hadn't been born of hard work or hardship.
How selfish of me. It occurred to me later that admitting our faults is one of the most important feats we can do. I can admit my transgressions, my imperfections and let God help me grow. I can confess them and find sisters and brothers with the same struggles, desperate to find someone help them battle away fears. I can admit to not being perfect, because my change and growth is ongoing until God takes me home.
A dear friend of mine said she gave up on her faith because of happiness. She had bought in to the belief of salvation, saw peace in her own life as she accepted Christ, and then watched in bewilderment as the level of happiness in her life plateaued at a dismal level. She looked around, desperate for answers, for a Christian brother or sister to reach out and say, "It's ok. There is still more to learn, more of your life to give to Christ." but instead all she saw were the perfectly happy faces in pews at church. Feeling like she'd missed some critical element or simply was unfit for whatever gifts of peace were given to those following Christ, she left the church. Thankfully, she returned years later, but for her they will always feel like lost years when she did not have a precious walk with our loving Father.
There is a time for strength, but also a time to be humble. Please, God, show me to be humble. I admit yesterday was horribly unproductive, the house was messy, and I spent hours staring out my window (and at Facebook). The clouds were gone when I woke up this morning and I greeted my tasks with fervor and energy making up for lost time the day before. But, that day of the blah's happened and I gave in to more than I should. Thank goodness God is not done with me yet. Next time I intend on fighting away those gray skies. :)
Photo by Elsie Esq.
So, to my Christian Brothers and Sisters, how would you recommend one to take on the fight against the blahs?
How selfish of me. It occurred to me later that admitting our faults is one of the most important feats we can do. I can admit my transgressions, my imperfections and let God help me grow. I can confess them and find sisters and brothers with the same struggles, desperate to find someone help them battle away fears. I can admit to not being perfect, because my change and growth is ongoing until God takes me home.
A dear friend of mine said she gave up on her faith because of happiness. She had bought in to the belief of salvation, saw peace in her own life as she accepted Christ, and then watched in bewilderment as the level of happiness in her life plateaued at a dismal level. She looked around, desperate for answers, for a Christian brother or sister to reach out and say, "It's ok. There is still more to learn, more of your life to give to Christ." but instead all she saw were the perfectly happy faces in pews at church. Feeling like she'd missed some critical element or simply was unfit for whatever gifts of peace were given to those following Christ, she left the church. Thankfully, she returned years later, but for her they will always feel like lost years when she did not have a precious walk with our loving Father.
There is a time for strength, but also a time to be humble. Please, God, show me to be humble. I admit yesterday was horribly unproductive, the house was messy, and I spent hours staring out my window (and at Facebook). The clouds were gone when I woke up this morning and I greeted my tasks with fervor and energy making up for lost time the day before. But, that day of the blah's happened and I gave in to more than I should. Thank goodness God is not done with me yet. Next time I intend on fighting away those gray skies. :)
Photo by Elsie Esq.
So, to my Christian Brothers and Sisters, how would you recommend one to take on the fight against the blahs?
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