I was raised to be a positive person. I’ve been told before that I’ve been annoyingly positive in certain situations. But I’m about to be real honest here – lately, I haven’t been too positive and I’ve caught myself in moments that I haven’t even wanted to be around myself. Ouch. Yikes.
I’m having more trouble than I thought I would adjusting to life in Maine. Nobody says “y’all” and I can’t seem to stop saying it – not that I’ve really tried or that I really want to. It’s colder here than I’d like for it to be in June or that I’d really like for it to ever be. All my friends are home together and I’m 1300 miles away on an island with limited things to do. Needless to say, I’ve struggled with being homesick these past three weeks.
I mailed a package home to TN when I was still in Utah and it seems to have gotten lost in the mail. It had a lot of important things to me in it and I’m still hoping and praying it gets to TN or to the return address in Maine.
I got an email from an online journal declining a couple of articles I’d submitted. My creative writing teacher had assured me they were polished enough to publish and the editors of this certain journal would love them. False. Rejection isn’t pretty.
My housing plans for the fall have seemed to fall through and it looks like I won’t be able to live with my best friends. Don’t worry – we’re still best friends, some personal things just came up.
So needless to say, it isn’t well with my soul.
I’m in a slump. We’ve all been there. Probably more than a few times.
It’s okay though, right?
Yes, it’s okay because it has to be. Going through slumps are inevitable. They’re apart of life and they always will be.
The test of faith isn’t in avoiding these slumps, but rather in working through them.
When I was getting ready yesterday morning the song “It is Well” came on and I immediately started singing along
So let go my soul and trust in Him
The waves and wind still know His name
I listened to this song the entire time it took me to walk the mile into work.
Through it all, through it all, my eyes are on You
Life isn’t always good, but thankfully, I serve a God that will always be unimaginably good. I don’t have to be strong and positive all the time because Jesus grabbed my hand and promised to take on all the dirty work 2000 years ago as He hung on the cross.
Far be it me to not believe
Even when my eyes can’t see
So when it isn’t well, it’s okay. What isn’t okay, is allowing it to stay that way. Pray it out; go for a walk; write in your journal until your hand cramps up; talk to a friend, just don’t sit in your slump and throw a pity party because that will never work. Celebrate the good things in life because I can almost assure you they are there.