I've been feeling really discouraged lately. I haven't been writing as much because I don't have anything positive to report and I've been treading water in many areas of my life. School is almost at an end for the year -- I have a kindergartner graduating in two days, and a 3rd grader who is going to be in the upper wing of the school next year -- no more primary wing for her! The end of the year is always stressful for everyone -- finishing up projects, end-of-year parties, bidding friends good-bye for the summer. All of it is wonderful, to a certain extent, but also busy and overwhelming. Add to this mix a new activity for the children, swim team, and it's all becoming a blur. Swim team is wonderful, but there are a lot of moving parts, practice every day, and expectations of parents about which I'm not entirely clear.
Discouragement: I'm always going to be like this. I'm just not strong enough/together enough/deserving enough to change.
And then, today, at mass, a sermon so powerful that I had to take notes.
God makes hopeless cases hopeful: The widows whose sons have died. Abram and Sarai. Zechariah and Elizabeth.
Bring all your anxiety to the Lord. Do not give in to defeat. Or anxiety. Or depression.
Consider God's promises. We have a God who is mighty in battle. Let him fight for you. Look at Romans, 10:11. Whatever your problem may be, bring it to the Lord. Jesus is there to help you. Let him be compassionate to you.
God does not change. We have the same God today that has always been.
Do not surrender. Persevere. Call on the Lord. In his own time, in his own way, he will help you. He will change your hopelessness to hope.
Sometimes it's really scary. But I'm so grateful for the God smacks.