Walk and Not Faint

Walk and Not Faint

My blog is not a religious forum per se even though I am a person of faith. However, I want to share a scripture with you that I think all can relate to, regardless of religious affiliation or lack thereof.

But those that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint. Isaiah 40:31

It is that last part I want to focus on today; the part about doing right things and still barely able to literally or metaphorically walk without fainting. The fact is there are many days that we all go through in which the very act of putting one foot in front of the other is about all we can do. The theme, then, is perseverance.

As I have mentioned in more than one of my blogs, this time of year, wonderful as it is or is supposed to be, is hard for many folks. In general, the combination of short and dreary days, the overwhelmingly busy holiday schedule, dealing with so many people including those who drive us a little bonkers, the urge to eat more, the urge to sleep more, the urge to move less, and general fatigue are certainly enough to wear down even the most stalwart among us. For others, layer on a tragic event such as the loss of a loved one, relational discord, or financial strain that shows itself under the Christmas tree and the setup is easy to identify.

Sometimes in moments like these, the only answer is perseverance. Perseverance is putting that next foot out there. It’s taking the most recent failed attempt, learning from it and trying again. It’s persisting in love even when you feel you don’t get much return. It’s putting on your heavy coat and taking that walk even though the couch and comforter are calling. It’s forgiving yourself when you give in to your inertia and doing better tomorrow. It’s calling a friend who will listen despite the voice in your head that tells you that you “don’t want to be a burden”. It’s saying no to one more drink. It’s acknowledging the tiny moments of hope and joy that are sometimes quite well hidden. It’s not throwing in the towel when doing so might even make some sense. It’s practicing your faith. It’s calling your MD for a little help or making an appointment with your therapist.

Every year I am reminded in my work and as I prepare to write wintertime blogs that the pressures and strains are real. What I hope (and pray) for is that we all can continue to persevere when the going gets tough and that we can and will be there for one another in this wonderful, lovely, awful, and difficult season of the year.