Ruts are a good time to reflect. Forget the notion that they are a place for wallowing and licking your wounds. Not so. They are for inhaling, exhaling and digging in deep. Ruts have their benefits.
I am in a rut right now. No shame. Not exactly especially proud of it either but look, it is what it is. Everybody runs into one every now and then, ruts are like inclement weather — they come and go. Sure, it’s not something you choose any more than you choose to have a migraine headache. But just like a migraine it has it’s benefits: getting much needed rest/seeing a doctor/taking better care of yourself, etc. Ruts make the inner man uncomfortable. The benefit is not complacency if we behave properly while in it.
Some of us work ourselves ragged trying to shake out of it. I am not doing that. Not anymore. It’s too tiring.
Instead, I have chosen to immerse myself in some good, solid, biblical preaching. Praying quietly for strength and relaxing while I’m here.
Good things come from ruts: inspiration, deeper faith and rest. Personally, I need this anyway.
True, bad things hang out in ruts too: depression, bitterness, irritability, etc. By the grace of God, I (simply) walk pass them, refuse to give them too much attention… I was definitely tempted, but thankfully, quickly remembered and recognized their place in the rut, not as consolers but controllers, intent on keeping me with them. Like any sane person — I prefer not.
I made a decision to keep my eyes on what’s good, the light. The light that houses hope, love, and faith is the same light the Bible speaks of when it speaks of God, Yaaweh, Jehovah and Jesus. It is the light that keeps me company and nurses my spirit while I spend time in this rut. TEMPORARY rut.
Thank God ruts pass!
From the inside of a pesky rut, but only a short while, me, the….
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