In and Out of a Funk

Ok. So I've been in a funk this week. That's really the best way to describe it.

In my defense, I did have a pretty severe head cold, but basically, I spent as much time as possible alone and begged off of invitations from friends.

Really, nothing's wrong at all. Life is no different this week than last, other than some exciting business/ministry opportunities that God has been lovingly and more than graciously lining up, but somehow the very things that I love most about my life seemed unsatisfactory in Monday's light.

I don't think that it's just learning to be content no matter what my circumstances are, and honestly, I've had funks when my circumstances have been everything from "WOW!" to "HELP!". It's really nothing to do with circumstances at all.

When I came out of hiding I made a couple of calls to my friends who would be wondering where I'd been. I have two types of friends. Those who go through their own funks and understand completely, and those who are the exact opposite of me. Nothing in between, of course. Everything's so black and white for me that even my friends are all extremes.

One of the opposite types mentioned the prophet Jeremiah's moodiness and strangely, I felt better. I had really been beating myself up because I was "down". Funny how that never helps.

I realize today that one of the biggest battles of my thoughtlife is the constant temptation of comparing myself to other people - especially when looking at spiritual growth and maturity.

Why do I do that?

There is noone on earth, not even in my family, who has experienced all of the things I've experienced - good or bad. God really has made me unique. He's made each one of us unique.

Thank You, Daddy, for reminding me that I am fearfully and wonderfully made.

Amey