When you’re mourning the loss of a loved one, nursing a broken heart, or unable to be with your loved ones during the Holidays, it hurts even more. Scrolling on social media only adds salt to the wound, seeing everyone full of joy and surrounded by the people they love. What about the rest of us? How do we deal with the pain and loneliness we’re feeling? I remember my first Holiday away from my family. My friends had to work and my mom was in another state. I sat on the bathroom floor crying, feeling so alone.
Are you worn out? Do you feel weighed down by everything you’re doing or trying to do? I was in the same position a few months ago, juggling so many things and trying my best to please God. It’s not that I was physically tired, more like emotionally and spiritually drained. I kept asking myself, “Why do I feel so tired?“. Then the Holy Spirit said to me, “You’re tired because you’re not resting.”
We all need rest. Without it, we’ll burn out. This principle is true spiritually just as much as it’s true physically. If you’re spiritually drained or overwhelmed it’s likely because you are not resting in God.
ear can be defined as “an unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that someone or something is dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat”. This is the kind of fear that keeps us from giving our all to God because we think doing so will threaten our ability to enjoy our life and be happy. Actually, that’s what sin does. “For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord” (Romans 6:23).
Fear says, “God isn’t able to meet THAT need in your life.”, “Don’t share your faith, you’ll be embarrassed when they reject you”, “If you continue being abstinent you’ll be single forever”,
I am my worst and toughest critic. I can easily give grace to other people, but I’m terrible at giving it to myself. I expect perfection, not from others, but from myself.
My perfectionist nature has led me down a dangerous spiritual path. Some time last year I realized I began to base my worth and righteousness on my good deeds. Every time I did something “for” God, I gave myself a pat on the back. Every time I fell short, I tore myself down. My inner voice often sounded like: