I’m not going to sugar-coat anything . . . life has been tough the last two-and-a-half weeks. And, even though I’m thankful that the valley was business related and nothing more . . . the hole was still quite deep and black. And, it’s times like these that my 32 year battle with depression just really kicks it. Moments, and times in my life that just make me want to flat quit. Take of my wrestling boots in the middle of the ring . . . and walk away.
And, how easy would that be? Just embrace the pity party and let yourself fall further and further into your own misery. Stay inside . . . in bed even . . . and just sleep the days away. That’s my knee-jerk . . . that’s what I prefer to do. Thankfully, at 54 years-old I now fully understand that wasn’t what I was MADE to do. God created me for this? Really? Would a man of his stature waste a second of his valuable time to fail when it came to his own creation?
No way---no how---NEVER.
I’m worth more than that. I was born with a purpose and a plan, and it wasn’t to POUT and watch Maury, Steve Wilkos and Dr. Phil every day. So, rather than take the wide road . . . I took the narrow one. Rather than wait for that next door to open, I got my worn back out of bed . . . and I kicked in the backdoor window. And once, I swept up the glass (so my wife wouldn’t yell at me), I looked God squarely in the eye and said, “OK, I’m still here, now what is it you want me to do?”
Life is tough, and sometimes it doesn’t get easier, but every trial represents a possibility---a possibility to make us stronger---to make us all like Him---so we can do His work. That’s what it’s all about. Life is the glorification of the One that created you. And, that glorification comes . . . when you are where HE wants you to be. And, that’s what we are all trying to figure out whether we realize it . . . or not.
But once we get there . . . everything will have meaning . . . and, it will all make sense.