Today has really been a huge mood swing for me. It started off really good with football to look forward to after work and it ended with a huge crash which football being cancelled was part of. But only part of.
I’m starting to worry just a little bit that I’m starting to have bouts of depression. I’m not on the brink of suicide or doing anything crazy but it really opens your mind to convoluted permutations of the future. And I hate it. It’s not what I want to be. It’s not what I want to be thinking. It’s not something I like, in fact it’s something I really really REALLY hate.
As I was walking to KFC to get dinner it suddenly struck me, out of the blue, that if I’m feeling so unbelievably terrible and downcast because of being disappointed by one person then it surely must be uncomprehensibly worse for God when we turn our backs to Him and disappoint Him. How does HE do it?! 6billion plus of us no less. He really is such a gracious and loving God. There and then, it put me to shame and really just knocked the depression out of me.
I have had so many irrational thoughts over this last week. I wished I wasn’t so soft-hearted. I wished I wasn’t so shy and more outgoing (this wasn’t so much an irrational thought but I thought I would throw it in). I wished I cared less. I wished life would fast forward. I wished I was more wild. I wished I didn’t have settling down tendencies.
But I think most of all I wished that I wasn’t so afraid of being alone. If anyone asked me what my greatest fear was, I could tell you that this has always been it – all the way back to secondary school.
Why am I so different from most of my other friends? Why don’t I have that buring urgency/desire to go out and ’see the world’? Don’t get me wrong, I would like to go travelling and meet new people but I’m also content to have a chilled out evening or weekend at home. Is there any link between this lack of want and with my beliefs in life? Or have I just completely skipped my 20s and gone on to the 30s/40s?
I just have so many things going on in my head right now. In fact, the more I think about what I’ve been thinking and how I’ve been reacting it’s starting to play out like a typical broken-hearted story. Am I going down the wrong path or am I entitled to feel the way I do and react the way I do?
I realise that this particular post is already beginning on a very “me-this, me-that” basis which again when I think about it, I don’t like either.
So, let’s move on to more important things like the friends I have. I’m really praying for a really close friend of mine that he’ll be able to pull through an extremely tough few days at work. I hope he won’t lose his job because he’s a great guy and because I think he takes pride in what he does. He doesn’t deserve the fear and uncertainty. My heart really goes out to him and I’m really praying God will comfort and look after him in his time of need. That will be my big prayer for tonight.