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Each one of us, regardless of our background, has something invaluable that we can offer others. We hold the figurative life preserver to cast to someone drowning in a sea of uncertainty. We carry the symbolic, kind gesture of a homemade casserole to feed a grieving family.
I seem to miss encouraging words and deeds when I’m stuck in a season of perpetual disappointments. It’s as though my head becomes stuck in the sand of discouragement, and nothing anyone says or does can get my head unstuck. Sometimes I wonder if it’s because I want to remain in that ostrich-like pose. After all, it is comfortable, safe, familiar. Other times, I think it’s because no matter what encouraging words or deeds others say to me, it never ends up being enough to stem the pain disappointments bring.
I sat in the middle of a staff meeting. My phone vibrated with a text from our sitter. Titus had a seizure. I whispered to a co-worker that I needed to go so I didn’t interrupt the entire group. As soon as I hit the back stairs, I sprinted to my car. I arrived home at the same time as my husband. Seizures weren’t new in our home, but they were worsening. And we finally knew the cause. Our son had been diagnosed with a rare, fatal, genetic disease called Batten just one month before.
I struggled to find sleep as the light of an autumn moon slipped through the window blinds after a day of releasing expectations and fighting a vicious head cold. Despite a generous dose of decongestant and a thin layer of lavender-scented vapor rub, the fog in my heart and mind continued to taunt me. I wrestled with discontent in my professional life. I carried questions about faith and my impact for the kingdom of God. And truth be told, it was one of those moods where everything seemed in vain.