>Scotty Smith on Dryness
>Shortly after the previous post, I came across this from Scotty Smith…more than a bit applicable:
For when we came into Macedonia, this body of ours had no rest, but we were harassed at every turn—conflicts on the outside, fears within. But God, who comforts the downcast, comforted us by the coming of Titus. 2 Corinthians 7:5-6
Gracious Father, the incidental pictures in the Scriptures are often as profound the intentional promises. This story of a conflicted Paul being comforted by a good friend comes with Swiss timing today. I begin today feeling a little on the blahs-and-blues side of things. Nothing critical, but enough so to bring my weariness before you.
Thank you, Father, for reminding me even your most faithful servants… those who know you the best… those who grasp the gospel is a zillion times better than me… even these men and women experience restlessness, fear and weariness.
At times I still labor under the myth of an Omni-competence. If I just prayed enough… believed enough… or was filled with the Spirit enough I would never get discouraged or downcast. What a groundless lie. What a horrible burden. What a humorless joke.
Thank you for comforting us when we’re downcast. You don’t deride us, chide us, or hide from us… you comfort us. You’re “the Father of mercies and the God of all comfort” (2 Cor. 1:3). And thank you for the comforters you send us. Though you’re quite capable of sending ravens and rainbows, and manna and miracles, more often than not, you send a Titus to a Paul, or a Phoebe to a Paul (Rom. 16:1). You love to show your kindness and concern for your people through your people.
Father, on this gorgeous September morning, I’ll wait for your grace as I bring you my weighted heart. Help me stay honest about my weariness… expectant of your comfort… and thankful for whoever you send.
And make me sensitive to the needs of others around me. In this state of mild funk I may be more helpful to them than when I feel “together” and “on top of my game.” By the Holy Spirit, point me towards other weary travelers who need a gentle word of comfort, perspective and hope. So very Amen I pray, in Jesus’ compassionate name.