Lacking Inspiration


An amazing sunset. Seeing a student connect. My family laughing. Knowing how fortunate I am. Music. Friendships growing.

Those are just some of the things that inspire me. In the midst of the hard days, the messes, and the busyness of life I forget them. I instead jump to my tired mind, the lack of time for myself, frustrations of a situation, and all my other selfish flaws. I dwell on the gross parts and give them space to grow and mutate. I make them my friends and closest confidantes. I curl up with them and allow the foothold of strife and contempt to grow large.

The last several weeks I have found myself in just that place. Then this week I was reminded by someone who inspires me (and often scares me just a teensy bit) to stop and consider what inspires me in my work. While I was fighting this urge to pause and consider, I am so very thankful for it. I needed that deep breath. That sunset. That reminder of who and what inspire me.

I am not sure where you are at on this Friday. If you’re drained and needing inspiration, or you are full of joy and inspired in that. Wherever you are, stop for a moment and remind yourself that what you are doing matters. Even in the tense moments. In the frustrating meetings and conversations. It is all worth it. For the one who inspired you, and the one you may be inspiring at this very moment.

And this is my prayer: that your lovemay abound more and more in knowledge and depth of insight, so that you may be able to discern what is best and may be pure and blameless for the day of Christ,  filled with the fruit of righteousnessthat comes through Jesus Christ—to the glory and praise of God.

 -Philippians 1:9-11

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