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Sep
28

Come Away With Me

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Rest. The very word can evoke feelings of guilt for the average busy American. While we Americans may claim to be living in the land of the free, we often are enslaved to our driven, gadget-dependent, distracted lives. Our culture places much value on producing, working, multi-tasking. We can find ourselves so deeply entrenched in the busyness that we no longer even realize that we are living at a deficit.

Sadly our American churches reflect this philosophy. We applaud one another for being busy and fail to give priority to our souls. Quiet time with God is largely non-existent as we have committee meetings, small groups, and multiple services every week, etc. These things are not wrong. What is wrong is when we allow them to exhaust us and allow them to contribute to our disconnecting from our life source.

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hopelessness The raw, real, unsanitized pages of God’s Word give me permission to live an authentic life. In a world where we are pressured to look a certain way and act a particular way in order to be a part of the crowd, how beautiful it is that God never encourages us to pretend to be something we are not. He unapologetically calls us to change and grow, but that change begins in acknowledging what is true.

Psalm 42 rips open the world of the Psalmist, spilling out his current struggle with depression. I was drawn there this morning. My truth today is that my heart is heavy as I am faced with my mother’s failing memory and the loss of much of her sense of self. And no matter what may be weighing you down today, help is found in the relevancy of this Psalm.

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Categories : Authenticity, Hope
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got guiltI felt as if I’d been slugged in my stomach. Emotions began right in my gut and spread throughout my body as waves of fear and dread crashed through all sense of what’s good and right in the world. Sadness pervaded my soul.

Immediately following were feelings of guilt which begged to evolve into the voice of shame. The devil’s basic arsenal of shame messages whispered to my heart, “You’re a bad daughter. You are failing. You are a failure.”

And all this happened in less than 30 seconds.

I was at work when I answered the call from my mother’s assisted living facility during which I was asked to take my Mom to the hospital today for 7-10 days for a medication evaluation from the geriatric psychiatric doctors.

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Categories : Aging, Guilt
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