Galatians 6:9 (NIV)
9 Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.
How many times have I read that verse? It was only within the last week or so that it dawned on me that this first line “Let us not become weary…” implies that we have a choice if we are going to become weary or not. (!)
I have always viewed weary as tired. How can you avoid getting tired? But as I was walking this morning it occurred to me that we have a choice as to whether or not we are going to “give up” and sink down into the weariness…or if we are going to press on and finish the task with excellence.
This realization comes along on the heels of a very difficult last few weeks for me. I’ve been beat down and struggling over every element of my life it seems. Pain has been a constant companion. It came to a head last night. I started to kneel by my bed and I just collapsed on the floor under the weight of it all. I felt alone. I felt bruised and beaten. I cried, I pulled my comforter over my head and curled up in a ball. I was done. If I had a place to go I would have fled. It felt as if an iron door falling into place with a loud *thunk*. Shut down, log off, I can’t leave but I am checking out.
I was allowing myself to sink into the weariness. It was a ginormous pity party. Did I have many good reasons to feel beaten down? Yes! Was allowing myself the luxury of wallowing in the mire going to fix it? No. Thankfully God’s mercy is new every single morning.
James 1:2-8 (NIV)
Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters,[a] whenever you face trials of many kinds,
Lord Jesus, thank you for the hard things in life. Thank you for using them to make us realize we must persevere past the temptation to give in to weariness so that we may reap the good harvest at the proper time. We want desperately to keep reaching for maturity and completeness in you and you alone. We believe you for your promises. Please forgive our unbelief! Protect us from the enemy as he seeks to divide us, discourage us and destroy our relationships. Protect us from the spirit of doubt that seeks to chip away at our solid foundation. May we never be blown and tossed by the wind this way and that. Make our foothold in you secure and strong, stable in every storm.
Keep doing hard things. Perservere. Look for the joy in the trial. Don't allow yourself the luxury of wallowing in the weariness.