I was in a real funk recently. You know those days when there just seems to be a cloud hanging over you? Yeah, it was like that. No sunshine here. And when I get that way, I’m pretty much awful to be around. You’ll find me constantly grumpy and anti-social.
You’ve had those days, right? Something happens, whether minor or major, and you find yourself down in the dumps. Another fix to the car, another trip to the doctor, another bill, another fight, another rainy day. Any number of things can trigger a “funk.” And when they seem to pile up, you find yourself seeing only the down side of life.
That’s the kind of funk I was in. One little bad thing happens and suddenly any other seemingly bad thing comes back to haunt me. After a whole weekend of those things running through my head, I was becoming overwhelmed.
Finally, I remembered to pray.
How often do we forget? When was the last time that, instead of jumping into action, instead of trying to fix things, you took a moment to pray? To stop worrying and talk to God before you let yourself get worked up or sink into a funk? Because I sometimes treat Him like a last resort. My mentality is “I got myself into this; I can get myself out. I don’t need help.” So talking to God, asking God for help, is not even my first thought, but something I finally do when I’m desperate, when I get past my own pride and admit I need help.
You’d think that after so many years of claiming to be a Christian (14 years to be exact) this wouldn’t be an issue. That I should know God is willing and able to love me and restore me. That He wants to help and is more than able to. But we are selfish creatures, pushed by a society that promotes self-sufficiency and independence. So it’s not second nature to me to instantly stop and say, “God help me.”
This time though, in the end, I remembered that God is bigger than my funks, that He can handle it, that He will take care of me. So I asked for help; I wanted this funk to be over. And He answered. The moment I asked, the switch was flipped. I was filled with happiness again that I couldn’t explain. It was awesome! Thank you, God!
So, when everything seems cloudy, when you are overwhelmed, those are the moments to pray, to seek God’s help. Because it’s hard to get out of a funk on your own, and hard to see the good among the bad. But God has promised that He will be there for you, and that it will be good in the end. You will be able to look back and say, “Hey! Look how God used that crappy stuff to get me to a better place today!” Check out Romans 8. You’ll see what I’m talking about.
In a funk today? Talk to God. Listen, have patience, remember He loves you, then watch for the good He is bringing about. When you seek Him and His purpose, you’ll find it. (Matthew 7:7-11).
Have a wonderful, unfunky day!