I’ve been wrestling and I can feel the consequence. My adversary is strong and persistent. He fights a good fight and wins more times than I care to admit. I try and try to hold my ground but when he comes up behind me I am slain by the element of surprise.
Why should I be surprised? I am very familiar with this adversary and I know he loves trickery. If I know he is on the prowl, why am I not more prepared for the advance? I have at my disposal the armor of God and the intelligence He gave me. In my weakness He makes me strong. Yet I let down my guard and there he is again…Discouragement.
Yup, ol’ Mr. Discouragement has been pestering me again! I struggle with Rheumatoid Arthritis and side effects of medication, which has been particularly intense the last few weeks. I tried the denial route, but that never works. Then when I came to grips with the facts of the disease and that I was going to have to deal with it, I believed I could handle it. I know that it is only God’s grace that carries me, but sometimes I forget to put on that armor. In trying to do the things I love to do, like golfing, I find myself compromised.
But I am one of the blessed ones. I could be far worse off. Yet, I let Mr. Discouragement have his way with me. I hate it when that happens. Don’t you?