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This is something that's been on my mind for a while.
I won't get into details, but if you ask me or most any of my cousins, we'd all agree that our family is a family well acquainted with grief. In 1999 I lost an aunt to a drunk driver. In 2000 I lost my mom to breast cancer. In 2008 I lost another aunt to a pulmonary embolism, back in 2019 I lost my dad to a series of medical complications.
These, and many other things, are things I've seen among family, friends, over and over through the years.
I've struggled with depression and severe anxiety for many years, I take medication, and it helps.
Over much of my life I have been asked, "Are you okay?" And it comes from a place of love. And I always answer "Yeah, of course".
Why do I say this? Honestly it's because I don't want to worry anyone. I don't want to be a bother. But also, I have faith, I have hope. I believe in Jesus, and I trust that no matter what the world throws at me is something that, with Christ on my side, I can keep living. That hymn "Because He lives" often plays in my mind.
But here's the thing. I'm really not okay. I don't have things figured out. I don't have this whole adult thing figured out. I don't know what my future holds.
I worry month to month about getting bills paid, knowing that I have absolutely no security about my job.
I look at the world around me, and I see massive instability--instability that we haven't seen in a very, very long time.
Am I afraid? Sometimes the fear does show up--again, I have anxiety, anxiety is something I have to live with every day.
Here's the thing. I'm not alone in all this. I also am very aware that there so many many many more who have it far far far worse than I can imagine. So please, I don't want any of this to come across as a pity party. That's not what this is.
What this is is an open invitation for us, all of us, to recognize that things aren't okay. We aren't okay. We're all of us a people with fears, anxiety, and also a people with hope and faith.
I want to say this: If you're not okay, that it's okay. It's okay to not be okay. We don't need to pretend with one another. All our masks of pretention do nothing but hurt us in the end.
If we are going to commit ourselves to truly loving one another, we need to remember this: We're not okay. But it's going to be okay. Jesus won. Jesus rose from the dead. And in the end, God will make all things right. Let's encourage each other to love one another, and to remind each other that it's okay to not be okay.
In Jesus Christ's name, I love you all.
-CryptoLutheran
I won't get into details, but if you ask me or most any of my cousins, we'd all agree that our family is a family well acquainted with grief. In 1999 I lost an aunt to a drunk driver. In 2000 I lost my mom to breast cancer. In 2008 I lost another aunt to a pulmonary embolism, back in 2019 I lost my dad to a series of medical complications.
These, and many other things, are things I've seen among family, friends, over and over through the years.
I've struggled with depression and severe anxiety for many years, I take medication, and it helps.
Over much of my life I have been asked, "Are you okay?" And it comes from a place of love. And I always answer "Yeah, of course".
Why do I say this? Honestly it's because I don't want to worry anyone. I don't want to be a bother. But also, I have faith, I have hope. I believe in Jesus, and I trust that no matter what the world throws at me is something that, with Christ on my side, I can keep living. That hymn "Because He lives" often plays in my mind.
But here's the thing. I'm really not okay. I don't have things figured out. I don't have this whole adult thing figured out. I don't know what my future holds.
I worry month to month about getting bills paid, knowing that I have absolutely no security about my job.
I look at the world around me, and I see massive instability--instability that we haven't seen in a very, very long time.
Am I afraid? Sometimes the fear does show up--again, I have anxiety, anxiety is something I have to live with every day.
Here's the thing. I'm not alone in all this. I also am very aware that there so many many many more who have it far far far worse than I can imagine. So please, I don't want any of this to come across as a pity party. That's not what this is.
What this is is an open invitation for us, all of us, to recognize that things aren't okay. We aren't okay. We're all of us a people with fears, anxiety, and also a people with hope and faith.
I want to say this: If you're not okay, that it's okay. It's okay to not be okay. We don't need to pretend with one another. All our masks of pretention do nothing but hurt us in the end.
If we are going to commit ourselves to truly loving one another, we need to remember this: We're not okay. But it's going to be okay. Jesus won. Jesus rose from the dead. And in the end, God will make all things right. Let's encourage each other to love one another, and to remind each other that it's okay to not be okay.
In Jesus Christ's name, I love you all.
-CryptoLutheran