The Pity Party
Ever attend your own pity party?
Well, I most certainly have. At times, wishing all my dramatic overcasts would find their way to a place far from me! I don’t know, maybe magically just disappear.
This would happen quite often. I will pout and cry and then finally get over myself. Ahhh... the wonders of a self-celebrated, pity party. Can’t beat that!
But what happens when the crying dries out? Or when the anger soaks in? How about, when, that warped mindset begins to lather up? You eventually find yourself in a pity party battle cry!
Sounds heroic and brave until you come to the realization that it’s a party just to help keep you comfortable in the skin you have been wearing for quite a while now. Skin too soft to allow it to be exposed outside of your moping fiesta!
I recall going through some hard trials. Income loss, car loss, house loss, etc.... I just remember the trial I had to endure almost by myself. I don’t like to share certain things with my children because I don’t want them breaking down and I try not to keep shoving things towards my husband, because it isn’t something he should take to work.
So, with that being said, I was alone at my own pity party. A party that needed every piece of who I was. Not understanding that it wasn’t a celebration but more of a breakdown. A place where I could hate everyone, hate everything and do what it intended to do.....self-destruct!
Then all of a sudden the words from (Psalm 136, NIV) came crashing in! ...“Oh, give thanks to the Lord, for He is good! For His mercy endures forever.”
Doing a little research and reading I had discovered that if you have ever read that Psalm, you know it has twenty-six verses and every single verse ends with the words “His mercy endures forever.”
And if God says something that many times, I think He’s trying to get a point across to us! Don’t you think?
It’s hard to describe spiritual things in natural words, but I feel that no matter how hard we try to explain anything in the supernatural, describing it would still be outrageous. Because God doesn’t do anything lightly.
But through all my trials and my pity parties I always made the decision to either stay and sulk or walk out of there like a true warrior! While the choice wasn’t exactly that simple in such a vulnerable state, I would finally go with God.
Apparently, I came to my senses and saw a greater chance with the God of second chances. That’s when Nehemiah came gliding in like a hero on a parachute.
Nehemiah 8:10 (NIV) says, “…the joy of the Lord is your strength”
Being filled and doused with God’s strength gave me the power to lift myself up off of my knees, wipe the tears from my eyes and dust my shoulders off! I made the ultimate decision to stand up against my fears, my flaws and my failures to overpower the mess that the enemy had me swimming so comfortably in.
It was then that I knew everything was going to be just fine and that no matter what I had faced two minutes ago...would just be a test of time. A place where victory hid itself, until God’s perfect timing would allow me to receive everything He promises.
Going through trials isn’t exactly kind. It’s definitely not a pretty sight but I do believe that it is a much needed place. I believe that if we are going to understand what is headed towards us.... we must first need to feel the shaking in the making for it is vital for the outcome of every situation.
Today, have your pity party all you want! But do it with God. Allow Him to teach you how to walk through this area of your life. Give Him the opportunity to show you which direction you need to go. And know, always know, that in the end..... “His mercy endures forever.”
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