Monthly Archives: June 2019

Emotions & God’s truth

“Way maker
Miracle worker
Promise keeper
Light in the darkness
My God
That is who you are” – Way Maker

Yesterday I got news that a friend died from cancer.  He leaves behind a wife, family and friends who are grieving his death.  Tonight at church I had a hard time singing these lyrics to this song as I was processing my friend’s death.  All a sudden I could not sing these words because I started to question why God did not heal my friend.  If He is the miracle worker and promise keeper, why did He not heal my friend on this earth so that his family and friends do not need to feel this pain of him not being on this earth anymore?

There are many questions you ask when you are grieving and hurting.  And it is hard to understand why God did not heal my friend on this earth.  Why did my friend’s healing needed to include his death on earth?  Why did he have to die at such young age?  Why does his family and friends have to go through this pain? I do not have answers for these questions.   I am a person that likes to know why.   I do not know why my friend died and this truth is hard to grapple with.

Death has a hurt associated with it on earth as we as humans grieve a loss.  Because this pain hurts and it is so real.  I have felt it in the past and feel it now.  Emotions are real and they are given to us by God to help process and experience life.  But sometimes we have to be careful that we do not get caught in the hamster wheel of hopelessness when we are processing and experiencing our emotions.

In a time of grief, we can feel hopeless in our pain.  But reality is that we can feel hope in a hopeless time.  Tonight as a wrote out what I was feeling in my planner, I came to the conclusion that Jesus is my hope. Because He the source of my hope, I can have hope even when it seems hopeless.  He does not break His promises to us.  He is the source of miracles whether they are received here on earth or in heaven.  He is a way maker when it seems like there is no way out.  And my feelings do not negate these truths in this moment or any other moment.

Hannah in the Bible experienced this.  In the midst of her pain of being barren, she cried out to God with her emotions but she anchored her hope in God even though her situation and pain did not change immediately.  Her situation was hopeless and seemed impossible.  Eventually she did receive her miracle of a son.

In her deep anguish Hannah prayed to the Lord, weeping bitterly. And she made a vow, saying, “Lord Almighty, if you will only look on your servant’s misery and remember me, and not forget your servant but give her a son, then I will give him to the Lord for all the days of his life, and no razor will ever be used on his head.”

As she kept on praying to the Lord, Eli observed her mouth. Hannah was praying in her heart, and her lips were moving but her voice was not heard. Eli thought she was drunk  and said to her, “How long are you going to stay drunk? Put away your wine.”

“Not so, my lord,” Hannah replied, “I am a woman who is deeply troubled. I have not been drinking wine or beer; I was pouring out my soul to the Lord.  Do not take your servant for a wicked woman; I have been praying here out of my great anguish and grief.”

Eli answered, “Go in peace, and may the God of Israel grant you what you have asked of him.”

She said, “May your servant find favor in your eyes.” Then she went her way and ate something, and her face was no longer downcast.

Early the next morning they arose and worshiped before the Lord and then went back to their home at Ramah. Elkanah made love to his wife Hannah, and the Lord remembered her.  So in the course of time Hannah became pregnant and gave birth to a son. She named him Samuel, saying, “Because I asked the Lord for him.”  1 Samuel 1:10-20

So tonight as I write this blog post, I may not understand why my friend’s death occurred.  And the emotions I am feeling are real but tonight I chose to believe God’s truth over my emotions.  And I choose to anchor my hope in Jesus because He helps to carry my emotions as I walk this journey in what may seem hopeless at times.

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6. Broken

I remember the day that I had my way up call, I remember feeling so broken.  Like there wasn’t anything that could take all my broken pieces that I felt that day and make sense of them let alone put that back together.  I felt like glass that was shattered into a million shards of glass.  I wasn’t sure what to do with my brokenness that day.  Along with feeling broken, I felt empty and tired like there was not left in me anymore to give.  Looking back I realize that being broken is where He wanted me because it meant that I was at the end of my rope.  And I could no longer do anything to fix the broken pieces within me because I did not have the energy or the desire to do so.

In the midst of this broken feeling, I knew I needed to give the feeling of brokenness to God. I had to rely on Him completely. At this point with feeling the way I did that day, it meant that I was at the point that I was willing to surrender and possibly walk away from everything I knew career wise.  Because He was and is the only one that can take my broken, empty and tired self and make me whole again. I knew that He would start by taking my shatter pieces, putting them together to make sense of my brokenness and that it would eventually create a beautiful picture again.

“He heals the brokenhearted And binds up their wounds.” Psalm 147:3

While giving to this feeling of brokenness to God, did not change anything physically and emotionally about my situation that day.  But it did mean that I did not have to walk alone through this journey of becoming whole again and that He is going to heal my brokenness.

“Even when times are rough and you are in ‘deep waters’ God will be right by your side, leading and guiding you through your worst.” Isaiah 43:2

 

***This is part of a series of blog posts of me sharing about my burnout and things I have been learning through this.  They are numbered in the order that they are written in and to indicate that they are part of this series.***

5. Joy and Excitement

Joy and excitement … it’s not something that is familiar to me recently or even in the last year.  My feelings in the last year, I think for the most part have been nonexistent/numb to keep status quo or there has been sadness as I process things that had happened or that were going on inside of me.  Don’t get me wrong, I have had moments of joy and when they happen I try to take note of them.

At church recently we sang a song called “Raise a Hallelujah.”  And I was overcome with joy as we sang this song.

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I had a friend make a comment to me in the last year about my smile.  He said to me “Your smile is different tonight.” I commented back him “I always smile.”  He replied with “Tonight’s smile is different.  It’s been a while since I have seen that smile.”  As we talked about it more, I told him that a sense of joy came the night before and had not left yet.  He wondered if there was anything different that would have caused the joy.  I could not remember anything different that would have caused the joy to come.  But it was refreshing to have it.  In some ways his comment caught me off guard initially.  But it got me thinking how often to I smile and it is a cover up or it’s just something out of habit.  Or how often is my smile a genuine smile.  A smile of happiness, joy and excitement.

Last night we had an amazing sunset and I got to capture it.  And as I was walking back to my car, I caught myself smiling and feeling excited because I knew that I got to witness and capture one of God’s amazing wonders.

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I would have moments of joy at my former job with participants completing their own goals working towards self sustainability.  This is one example a participant found a full time job with benefits that would lead to self sustainability for her and her children eventually.

During this transition of leaving a career that I was in for 10.5 years, the most common question that I got “are you excited for what is next?”  And I would generally reply with “I don’t feel the excitement yet.”  And that is expected when you are leaving something you love. It’s been two weeks since I left my career in social work and I would say the excitement is still not here.

Being excited is living in a place of expectancy and eagerness for what is next.  I live in a place of trust and expectancy for God’s plan for my life even when I do not know the next steps.  And maybe someday the excitement will come but for now I will take the moments of joy that come and live in this place of trust.  It is in this place of trust that I feel safe to continue to process what is going on inside of me even when I do not understand myself.  But I know that I have a Father who knows myself more than I do.  He is leading me through this season of life that seems so unfamiliar to me in some ways but yet so familiar in other ways.

***This is part of a series of blog posts of me sharing about burnout and things I have been learning through this.  They are numbered in the order that they are written in and to indicate that they are part of this series.***

 

4. “I’m tired.”

“I’m tired.”

These are words that have been coming up over and over again in the last year.  And when I say them tears come to my eyes.  And when I first realized this about a year ago, I had no clue what they meant to me.  I only knew then that it was related to my job.  And I knew that it was not a physical tired but an emotional tired.  I continued to try to sort out what this tiredness meant to me and my career on my own.  I would have moments of vulnerability with friends where I would share what I was experiencing.  But reality is that I could not figure it out.  And as time keep going I become more emotionally tired and I cried much easier than before.  I did not understand the emotions that was experiencing.  I am a person likes to know why and so I do not do well when I am experiencing emotions that I don’t understand.

While this was all going on in me, I kept this persona of a strong and independent woman.  Because I did everything (lived, worked and worshipped) in my community and the role I had in my community as an advocate/social worker; I had to be those things.  Or I believed I had to be.  I was the one that people came to when most were at their lowest point.  My job was to empower them through these moments, show them hope in the hopeless situations and provide resources for them to move forward in life.

While I was doing helping others dream for themselves, inside over time I had quit dreaming.  I had allowed life to stifle my creativity.  I had allowed my own exhaustion to take over when I had down time.   If I did not have plans after work or on the weekends, I would just go home and watch TV.  I was too exhausted emotionally to do anything else.  I would try to work on things and it would take me much longer than it needed to.  I was not motivated to do things that I needed to do once I was home.

October of last year, I decided that I needed to go to counseling since I was not figuring things out on my own.  In the beginning my counselor, asked me if I think I am depressed.  And I would tell her “no because I don’t have what I consider the typical signs of depression.”  It was not until this spring that I was willing to admit that my counselor was right.  When I really looked at what happened and how I coped with things, reality is that I was going through a depression and I did not even know it.  And when I was asked about it, I was not willing to admit it.  There were several reasons as to why I wasn’t willing to admit it.

Part of it was pride – I was the one people come to when they needed help.

Part of it was stigma of society – There is a stigma that society carries about depression and everything that comes with it.

Part of it was that I had to admit that I was weak and that I do not have it all together. – For all my adult life, I had been this strong and independent woman because I had to be.  And admitting that I was depressed was admitting that I am not as strong as I thought because I could not do it on my own.

In this last couple months, I was really honest with myself and where I truly was and am at emotionally.  And I have come to realize that it is ok for me to admit this.  Because when I admit this.  I am admitting that I can not do life alone and that I need my Creator to lead me through this journey.

And that in my darkest moments, He is right there with me.  “Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” Isaiah 41:10

He has the clarity and direction that I need.  Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.” Proverbs 3:5-6

He has the provision that I need.  “And God is able to bless you abundantly, so that in all things at all times, having all that you need, you will abound in every good work.” 2 Corinthians 9:8

He has this unconditional love that I need.  “neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Romans 8:39

He has the peace that I need.  Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” John 14:27

He has the joy I need. “These things I have spoken to you, that my joy may be in you, and that your joy may be full.” John 15:11

He has the strength I need. “But they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; shall run and not be weary; shall walk and not faint.” Isaiah 40:31

He has a plan for me and my life even in my broken and empty state.  “being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.” Philippians 1:6

***This is part of a series of blog posts of me sharing about burnout and things I have been learning through this.  They are numbered in the order that they are written in and to indicate that they are part of this series.***