“There was no rest for us. We faced conflict from every direction, with battles on the outside and fear on the inside. But God, who comforts the downcast, encouraged us by the arrival of Titus.” 2 Cor. 7:5-6
Heavenly Father, thanks for letting us see that even the Apostle Paul felt fretful, fuel-less, fearful and funky. Old spirituality tapes, and the cult of performancism, still shame us with, “If you pray enough, repent deeper, and obey more… you’ll always be “more than conquerors,” never “less.” What a grace-less illusion and a-Scriptural spin. The Gospel frees us to be human, not Wonder Woman and Superman.
Father, thank you for comforting and encouraging us when we’re out of kilter, gas, and gusto. You don’t deride us, chide us, or hide from us.
Though you’re quite capable of sending ravens and rainbows, manna and miracles, more often than not you send a Phoebe or a Titus to a Paul (2 Cor. 7:6; Rom. 16:1). It’s why you call us to “encourage each other daily” (Heb. 3:13), and why you give us new mercies each morning (Lam. 3:23-24).
Keep us honest about our “funkiness,” expectant of your comfort, and receptive of your provision. And make us sensitive to the needs of others around us. We’re pointers to Jesus, not the point. It’s often when we can say, “Let’s go to Jesus together,” than we do our best encouraging. The pressure is off, the grace is on. Thank you, Father. So very Amen we pray, in Jesus’ kind and powerful name.