Burnout
When joy for life silently slips out the back door.
Burnout seems to come after we can no longer remember why we took on such a challenge.
Or it switches off all desire to care anymore after a wrench is thrown into our best dreamed up plans.
Or it sets up camp in our head space the moment after someone we trusted walks out of our lives.
How to recover?
Time can help.
Quiet as well.
What seems to help me most is when I can shift my burdens off my own shoulders and give them to someone bigger.
This only happens when I change my mind about the purpose for my struggles and problems — that they can, with God’s help, give me a deeper, better, more meaningful life than the one I was pursuing for my own comfort and glory.
Burnout becomes less of a problem when I can truly walk in the knowledge that none of this is really about me.
Eventually, if I hold on just a little longer, and usually sooner than I expect or deserve, the fog begins to lift and that nasty attitude that was camping in my head packs up and slips out the back door.
Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.
For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.”