Discouragement is a disease that has touched all of us at one time or another. For me, it takes many forms…
It’s a rejection letter
It’s a bad day at work
It’s a harsh word from a loved one
It’s an ungrateful child
It’s a pair of running shoes sitting in the bottom of a closet, taunting you
It’s bad things that happen to good people
It’s bad things that happen to you
It’s a pair of jeans that are just a little too tight
It’s a sleeve of Oreo’s and a half gallon of ice cream
It’s a dirty house
It’s a sink full of dishes
It’s a dirty dog
It’s an unfinished project
It’s an empty bank account
It’s an unwritten story
How do we overcome discouragement when it’s so prevalent, up in our grills 24/7/365? I believe who we are as a person is a function of what we do in the face of discouragement. Life will never change, it’s our perspective when life happens that defines us.
Last night, I came home from work and felt sorry for myself. I stuffed my face with comfort foods, laid on my bed and watched TV, slept, left the house, children and dog to themselves, and wallowed.
Today, I am ashamed that I let the little things in life get the best of me.
Today, I won’t let that happen again.