Life has been challenging lately for many of us. I know all too well the feelings of why isn’t this working? What am I doing wrong? Why haven’t all these things I put my energy into not lined up by now?
Those feelings leave us wanting to work harder, strive more, do #allthethings just so we can feel this sense of accomplishment, this sense of purpose. We want to prove to ourselves that we are in fact good enough, smart enough, and capable enough. Shucks, we just want to feel good. Good about ourselves. Good about what we’re doing. Good about our world. We strive, then strive some more. We work tirelessly because we’ve always been told, “Hard work pays off.”
But at what point do we realize it’s not in the striving, but in the resting. I’m not saying be lazy and quit everything. But when do we rest? That real rest. That rest that goes hand in hand with trust. That rest that allows us to sleep at night in spite of our circumstances. That rest that separates our self worth from our net worth. That rest that says I am enough even when I don’t feel enough.
I’m not sure about you, but I know for me that rest only comes when I sit with Jesus. I’ve done my share of striving, reaching, trying, climbing, striving some more. Done my share of wheel spinning, only to end up in the same spot. I’ve tried to make things happen in my power and my strength. I may have gained a little ground, but I really went nowhere.
I realize more and more it’s not in the striving, but in the resting, the waiting, the accepting, the letting go, the holding on, the trusting that real progress happens. Friend, listen. I get it. Trust me, I do. It’s one of the most frustrating seasons of life because you can’t figure out what you’re doing wrong and everyone else is doing right. It’s not a comparison thing, just a “I guess I didn’t get the memo. What do I need to adjust? What do I need to tweak? What exactly am I doing wrong?”
Can I tell you something? You are right where you’re supposed to be at this given moment. Probably not what you wanted to read. Yeah, me neither. But it’s the truth. The Orchestrator of Life orchestrated this season for me and you. I’d like to think we were handpicked for the challenges, for the not knowing, for the times of confusion because with these seasons come new strength, new endurance, new clarity, new life.
Just in case you need to be reminded, you are not a screw up. You are not a waste of space. You are not a failure. You are not less than. Actually, you’re quite the opposite….
You are strong. You are resilient. You are needed. You are wanted. You are enough. Always have been. Always will be.
God’s growing your roots underground right now. Flowers are beautiful, loved, and admired. But flowers don’t last long. On the other hand, trees? Trees grow in stature, but it takes some time. They withstand lots of things. They’ve been roughed up, but they’re still there. They have stories to tell that will pass from generation to generation. They produce fruit, over and over and over again.
You don’t have to strive anymore. Just rest, knowing that you’re being made in the waiting. Your roots are growing deeper and deeper. And one day, suddenly, you will rise.