The weakness of exhaustion
Breaking over me now
As I sit amidst the flurry
of life
Beaten head over brow.
I’ve done everything I can
There’s nothing left of me
Suddenly thwarted of
perspective
Suddenly I cannot see.
Time erodes like acid etch
Everything closing in
I simply want the simple
life
Some stillness beyond the spin.
***
It’s
not often I’m struck by a fatigue that comes from nowhere – a spiritual attack
if ever there were one – a by-product of burnout suffered nearly ten years ago
– but it does come in from time to time. Then I must escape, for a few hours or
a day. The next day I’m fine, generally.
When
I faced such a tiredness-inducing languor recently, I looked to the heavens and
asked, “From where does my help come from?”
Help
came. In the moment of my admitting that I was too weak to do it on my own, the
help I needed came. Even if it came the following day.
Spiritual
help can come in an instant – a miracle – or it can come later – still a
miracle.
In
tiredness can come the rationale to slow down and get the rest required.
Sometimes we are the only ones who can help ourselves. In this way, God helps
those who help themselves.
***
Something
happens to us in our late 30s and early 40s. We begin to realise we are not in
control. Yes, we really realise it in practice and not just in theory. We begin
to understand at a deeper level that ‘being strong’ and ‘getting up off the
canvas’ and ‘toughening up’ don’t work like they used to.
God
gives us some uniquely perplexing problems to deal with, which we don’t have
the resources for. He allows these problems so we will develop these
resources.
When
weakness breaks over us – when we feel defeated – the best idea is to be honest
before God and rest, saying, “Lord, take me in, in my weakness. Give me
your rest. Help me to surrender my pitiable strength.”
There
are moments of life we feel so overwhelmed and hopeless that we cannot go on.
In weakness we are close to God, if we are honest and present ourselves as
weak. Weakness is the direct path to God’s strength, and surrender is the
avenue.
© 2014 S. J.
Wickham.
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