Last week I had one of those DAYS.
A day where circumstances went zonkers and my fragile heart (from our circumstances of late) nearly broke.
In that moment, I remembered the advice of someone, somewhere on the Internet. May have been a meme. Might have seen it on Instagram. I’m not sure. But it went something like this: If you’re hurting, the best way to overcome that hurt is to find someone else who is hurting and serve them. In other words, provide the very thing you need for someone else in need.
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What I needed last week was encouragement to continue on. I needed to know God saw me. I needed to be reminded that He is the provider–not my husband, not me, not my stressball of worry. (Just reading those sentences makes me feel a bit vulnerable because, my goodness, how needy have I been?)
Those words of encouragement didn’t come (and that’s okay). Because I remembered that advice, and I started my own bout of encouraging. I took to Twitter on a kindness rampage, my heart welling up for people I knew. Faithful people. People so beloved of God. I felt a little like Jesus must’ve felt when He said,
“When he saw the crowds, he had compassion on them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd” (Matthew 9:36).
I tried my best to point out beautiful things about others, taking time to pray for and revel in these amazing people. It became so joyful, I nearly felt addicted to the practice. Then I ventured to Facebook and wrote encouragement on a few timelines, publicly praising those folks who have been so very faithful to Jesus during hard times. They were my heroes, and I wanted them to know that.
My sadness, still underlying, abated. It didn’t go away completely. Sometimes your life is so full of hard circumstances, you can’t crawl out. But the sting of it, and the pervasive feeling that I would always be sad evaporated.
Are you hurting today? Wishing someone would encourage you? I hear you. I can’t guarantee someone will take the time to help you, lift your head. But I do know two things: God will lift your head (He is always available), and you have the choice right now to become the hero you need: start encouraging someone right now. It doesn’t take much time. But it could change a life.
Maybe even yours.