What the languishing is not within, but all around me. This is the daily service podcast with Anthony and Yman Lyndon B. Johnson. Every gift contains a danger.
Whatever gift we have, we are compelled to express. And if the expression of that gift is blocked, distorted, or merely allowed to languish, then the gift turns against us and we suffer. Can you help ease the suffering of another? What if the languishing is not within, but around you and around me?
Well, thank God for the gift of sight that you can actually see. For not many see languishing around them as a reality. Even fewer choose to engage with it. Remember when I started this week?
Languishing is that middle child between depression and flourishing. It's actually a mental psychological condition. So when you can see that it is going on, there is an opportunity for you to engage. The problem is too many have as a response or as a reply.
I just got too many problems of my own. My hope is we all embrace our own respective worlds as our mission fields. Not the whole world, just our small worlds, our respective tribes. Molly Freydenfeld Having a vested interest in other souls unconditionally creates a ripple effect that produces miracles in the lives of those around us.
I was going through Facebook, which I don't do much of the other day, and in the feed of a former teammate I saw a solitary candle as her post. So I sent her a direct message, so how are you? And it turns out that just the other day her father passed away of COVID and she was struggling, of course, apart from being in pain. The fact that she couldn't be with her father and that the rest of the family were in individual isolation and quarantine rooms having been exposed to their father.
I haven't had the chance to speak to this person for quite some time, but that one call I knew was God ordained. The person wasn't depressed, neither was she, and obviously flourishing. But the languishing, the struggle of surviving, of just making it through the day, was clearly happening. Dean Kernazis Most dreams die a slow death.
They're conceived in a moment of passion, with the prospect of endless possibility, but often languish in an up pursuit with the same heartfelt intensity as when first born. Slowly, subtly, a dream becomes elusive, ephemeral. People who've lost their own dreams become pessimists and cynics. They feel like the time and devotion spent on chasing their dreams were wasted.
The emotional scars last forever. The right call at the right time to the right person is sometimes all that is needed for someone to make it through. Fight for those, my friend, who are currently unable. Help them realize their dreams.
Or at least give them once again a fighting chance to pursue them. People need more courage. Max Lucado reminds us. People need more courage.
And why not be that courage provider? Courage does not panic, he says. It prays. Courage does not bemoan, it believes.
Courage does not languish, it listens.