There are days when I don’t want to write a blog.
There are days when I wonder why any of us care to try to make a difference in this world.
There are days when I am so sick of the hypocrisy in our culture that I have to fight cynicism in my own heart.
There are days when racial wranglings and the bitterness and resentments that flow from them make me ill.
There are days when I despair that the utter selfishness/sin that creates all our problems will run rampant.
There are days when I am so upset over the unwillingness of people to take personal responsibility for their actions that I fear we are staring into the abyss.
There are days when I am frustrated to the point of wanting to scream at Christians who fall for unbiblical positions on the crucial issues before us: abortion, sexuality, loss of religious liberty, the overreach of government.
There are days when I want to just walk away from it all and let the world go up in flames without my saying another word.
Then I remember these words: “This is the day the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it.”
There are days, more than the ones I’ve just catalogued—thankfully—when I choose to continue with God’s calling on my life.
He has called me to be faithful. I will obey, out of love for Him and out of gratitude for lifting me out of my own personal pit. Now I must help others out of their pits as well, no matter how thankless or unfruitful my efforts may sometimes seem to be.
May you also remain faithful to His calling for you.