Yesterday I worked really hard, to the point of being physically depleted by the end of the day. Sometimes when that happens, I wake up the next morning in an emotional funk…feeling like I deserve a medal for the effort I expended, which resulted in my thrashed state of being. But the morning doesn’t care about how amazing my accomplishments were yesterday, my bones ache, my dog irritates me, and I feel discouraged & negative. This morning was one of those.
I start drinking coffee as soon as I get upstairs, and instinctively start to search my mind for something to help me get over the hump…a grand purpose to refuel my motivation. The world’s voices tell us to find meaning & resolve within ourselves, or our accomplishments, or our possessions, or pleasure, or adventure, or whatever….ANYTHING BUT THE ONE THING WE WERE MADE FOR.
If you know me well, you understand that I am not a prude, stick-in-the-mud adherent to religious rules & traditions, but hear this: The older I get, the more I am convinced that the sincere love of God, the life of following Jesus, and the hope of our eternal home, is what makes this life not only bearable…but joyful. I needed a perspective check this morning, and I found it while listening to the words of one of my favorite old Jesus songs, “Take My Hand And Walk” by The Kry:
“I know there are times your dreams turn to dust. You wonder as you cry, why it has to hurt so much. Give Me all your sadness, someday you will know the reason why. With a child-like heart, simply put your trust in Me.
Take My hand and walk where I lead, keep your eyes on Me alone. Don’t you say “why were the old days better?” just because you’re scared of the unknown. Take My hand and walk.
Don’t live in the past, cause yesterday’s gone. Wishing memories would last, you’re afraid to carry on. You don’t know what’s comin’, but you know the one who holds tomorrow. I will be your guide, take you through the night if you keep your eyes on Me.
Faith is to be sure of what you hope for and the evidence of things unseen, so take my hand and walk. Just like a child holdings daddy’s hand, don’t let go of mine…you know you can’t stand on your own.
Take My hand and walk where I lead, keep your eyes on Me alone. Don’t you say “why were the old days better?” just because you’re scared of the unknown. Take My hand and walk.”
