“Life isn’t easy,” “it’ll get better” and “this won’t last” are phrases that get under my skin more than anything, as awful as that sounds. Sometimes it’s really easy to get into a mindset of: instead of overcoming my pain, why can’t I wallow in it?
It’s really easy to sink into a pity hole when we are going through difficult times, because when we feel bad for ourselves, we expect everyone else to feel bad for us, also.
The harsh reality is this: life DOES go on. Whether we are ready for it to or not, it’s going to keep moving, and we have to be prepared to move right along with it.
The past three months of my life have tested me in ways like never before, and I let myself get really down about the situations I’ve had to endure. When we don’t understand things, our first reaction is to blame whatever seems tangible in the situation, and I’ve done quite a lot of this instead of trying to find a sensible solution.
Pain is a strange feeling and dealing with the emotions that come with it is even stranger.
Friendships are so important when dealing with hurt. My friends are my rocks. Without them I probably wouldn’t have even started this semester at school, and I definitely wouldn’t have had the courage to start a blog and share my emotions this way.
Family is also a staple. My family has grown a bond like no other during this season of our lives, and I’m forever grateful for the love and encouragement they show me. I’ve learned so many valuable life lessons from watching my family grow through pain.
Above all, my relationship with God has shown me how to cope with sadness and loss while still glorifying Him.
Just this morning I randomly had the urge to tweet, “God is still good,” and it wasn’t until a few hours later that I truly read into that tweet. Even when I didn’t understand some of the things that were happening to me, not once did God forsake me or fail to comfort me.
Psalms 46:2 reads, “Therefore we will not fear though the earth gives way, though the mountains be moved into the heart of the sea.” These words bring me an enormous amount of comfort, because we don’t have to stand alone when our mountains are moved.
It’s so comforting to know that God still fights for us and pursues us even when we fail Him and push Him away in times of heartache and suffering.
As cliché as it is to say, we truly weren’t promised an easy life. There are going to be days when it isn’t easy to get out of bed and go to class, and there are going to be days when overwhelmed is the only word to describe what we are feeling.
But there is joy that comes from pain, and we don’t have to go through this life alone. I know this won’t be the last season of life that I experience grief, but I do know that Christ is my comforter and will be there by my side every step of the way.
The next time I am suffering from overwhelming thoughts, and I want to throw myself a pity-party, I won’t. I’m going to stop and think of ways to overcome my situation, because life isn’t easy, it’ll get better, and this won’t last.