We Need More Encouragement Than We Realize
I have days I don’t feel quite right. I’m sure you have those as well. You’re not physically sick, but there’s this feeling down deep in the pit of your stomach that nags at you as if to say, “something is wrong, but I don’t know what.” It’s more of a psychological issue, I believe than a physical one. Sometimes fatigue combined with stress can wreak havoc on our bodies and minds. Yesterday was one of those days for me. Interestingly, I found that for me there is a antidote to that depressing ambiguous feeling: encouragement.
Just as I was pushing through the day and pressing forward I got a call from someone who during our conversation took time to encourage me. Those were kind words that I didn’t expect to hear but they worked themselves deep into my soul and began to soothe and comfort in a way I had not expected. Within minutes, my outlook had changed and the nagging void that once bothered me for most of the day, suddenly disappeared.
I’m thankful for people in my life who bring so much healing to my soul; however, I was personally convicted about my missed opportunities to encourage others. I heard my pastor say on Sunday that we judge our spouses on their actions while we judge ourselves on our intentions. That resonated with me beyond my marriage. I seem to judge everyone on their actions and myself on my great intentions.
I’m convicted about being intentional on becoming the encourager for those around me. I find that those who seem to “have it together” are often the ones most encouragement-depleted.