The air cuts out early in my office on Fridays. It gets sticky and... uncomfortable.
I also drank a gallon of sweet tea and ate 9 rolls and a cow for lunch. My pants seem tighter, and, not surprisingly... uncomfortable.
My head hurts. My eyes are growing weary. I am, frankly, ... uncomfortable.
And yes, there are worse things, far worse things, than being... uncomfortable.
Still, it's hard to be grateful when your body and soul are screaming out for a little... comfort. Some reassurance. Peace. A breath of cool air perhaps. Or maybe just a break.
It is Friday though. After a long, hard, hot week, this blessed day has arrived and with it has come a reminder to smile through the... discomfort.
Knowing, trusting there are better days to come, I'd like to remind myself - and YOU...
(Thank God He Is Faithful!)
Even when we're searching. Sweaty. Scared. Or painfully overstuffed.
If we're stressed. Or straining through another lonnnnng day, another long season perhaps.
He is faithful. Always. Wholly.
When we're uncomfortable. Or complacent.
Crying out. Or curling up in retreat...
And maybe, the longer we wait on Him, the more faithful we are made.
Thinking of life that way, the seasons don't seem so long, and the waits so unbearable.
The discomfort becomes doable, because of Him. Through Him. In the light of Him.
Have a refreshing weekend sweet friends.