So the New Year started off with a bang. Strong out of the gate. Many plans, many ideas, and many opportunities for…what?
Making a difference?
Sure. All of those were possibilities. What I did not anticipate was an appearance of the demon, Why Bother. Pesky little creature, but he caused the biggest headache!
My battle with Why Bother started off as busyness. Innocent enough, right? Everybody has busy times, especially when we’re playing catch-up after the holiday season. Well, I just couldn’t seem to get caught up. The harder I tried to accomplish anything, the worse it got. So I thought, “Why bother? It’s probably not worth it anyway.”
But then he upped the ante. Suddenly it felt as if everything I’d ever done was in the category of “Ineffective and Meaningless”. I began to question a large portion of my life. When you focus on failures of the past it’s impossible to see the promise of the present and the future. I was sliding downhill fast. I’m ashamed to admit I didn’t put up much of a fight. That is until the darkness descended.
It was sudden, like a fog rolling in. All it took was one little mistake to tip the scales in the demon’s favor. Within a couple of hours I was so deep in a funk that I was convinced I would never do anything that mattered again. I was done. Finished. Caput. Where’s the fork? Go ahead and stick me.
The words of Why Bother echoed deep in my soul.
“What good are you to anyone anyhow?”
“Why do you keep getting up every time you fall?”
“Why don’t you just stop trying and quit altogether?”
Thankfully God’s voice is stronger, more persistent and infinitely wiser than the ones in my head. His Word was louder and it dispelled the fear, defeat, and lies of my enemy.
That last one, Philippians 1:6, was like the mallet in the Whack-a-Mole game. I took it and pounded old Why Bother square on the head. He tried to pop up again and again in different places, but I had my weapon and I wasn’t afraid to use it. Every time he said, “Why bother?” I’d smack him with that verse and say, “Because God’s not through with me yet! That’s why!”
The fog lifted almost as quickly as it appeared and I stepped into light a little stronger than I was before. Plus, I don’t let that mallet with Philippians 1:6 on it too far out of my reach. I never know when I’ll need a game of Whack-a-Mole with Why Bother!
What about you? Do you have a “go to” verse when Why Bother or his cousin, Doubt, show up at your doorstep?