Pity Party Like an Olympian

Watching all of the amazing Olympic athletes at the 2014 Winter Games, it’s easy to be swept up in their dreams of gold.

My own dreams of being the very best me that I can be, physically, financially, and mentally, take flight.

The dedication necessary to make it to that level of achievement is obvious. Not just because these athletes have made it to the pinnacle of their careers, but because you know how much sweat equity has gone into arriving there. Among other things.

And it fires me up.

Until, of course, I hit a bump in the road.

Because I’m dedicated like that.

As soon as an injury (to body or pride) sidelines me, or an illness (of mind or body) makes getting back into the race on my schedule impossible, I have a pity party. Like an Olympian.

Oh, yes indeedy!

When that pity party finally winds down, though, I get good and angry.

And that anger? That’s exactly what clues me in to the fact that I’m relying on my own strength to succeed.

It’s usually right about then that I realize how desperately I need to get down on my knees and bow my head in reverence to the One who gives me every ounce of determination that I have.

That anger is a reminder to recall each and every benefit that God has already given to me. Whether I’m near to reaching my goal or am even able to take another earthly step in its direction.

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My heart, once so eager to succeed in it’s own strength, is no longer. It becomes eager, again, to please The Only One who can give me the strength to carry on.

These truths renew me. They empower me to move forward as loved, redeemed, and ultimately, more than a conqueror.

And one who’s not ready to quit just yet.

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11 thoughts on “Pity Party Like an Olympian

  1. Note to self: must remember the desire to rely on and please the One who gives me strength the next time I send out all those invites to my pity party. You are more than a conqueror, my friend. Love your dedication and humility and the realization that we are limited by our strength alone. That truth renews me also. Indeed.

  2. Thanks for your post! I am “dedicated” in the same way……until I hit a bump in the road and it doesn’t even have to be a big bump! Sometimes I stumble over my very own feet and self-will! Then I wallow in my own little pity party and wonder why nothing ever changes or gets better. Well, until I take God’s hand and get up off the floor, it never will get better! He is the missing piece when I am in the midst of my pity party and He is there with His arm outstretched waiting for me to take hold of it and get up. But, it takes action on my part to reach for Him!! So simple, and yet so hard to do sometimes! Thanks for reminding me of that!

  3. Girl, after weeks of holding it together through some tough decision making, I folded last night. Loudly and tearfully and angrily. And of course, at prayer time, I walked myself back to God with my head down and settled into the safety of His plan. We cannot do this alone!

  4. Oh my! Yep…I have pity parties. They include: pouting, frustrations, snappy attitudes, and to end it all…I get down and sulk. That has been my clue lately when I am relying on my own strength and not lifting up the situation to God. Until the epitome of my attitude appears, I sit in my “pity hole” and wait till someone cast down the rope to pull me up, forgetting the fact that God has a outstretched hand to me waiting for me to take hold. Funny how we just let our current hardships become a distraction and not a reaction to praise Him more. Thank you indeedy for your words that inspired. And thank you for encouragement on my blog. πŸ™‚

  5. I loved your post!! It’s so easy like you said to get fired up and then sidelined. We all have our own strengths that make us an Olympian. But we might get a different form of medal. A kiss on the cheek from my child is far better than Olympian gold. And I didn’t have to break any bones to get it. haha Seriously though, to be renewed to please Him and He gives us what we need. Love the way you throw words together!! ❀

  6. Thank you for the reminder to never forgot all the good things that He has done for me! I have so many blessings and your post today humbled me and reminded me to focus on those and thank God for them!

  7. Dear Missy
    Oh, this can happen so easily when we see this people who has made it to the top off their carriers with hard work and dedication. I applaud them for that, but I don’t want to pay the price they had to pay to get there. Actually, I cannot with being disabled with Fm/CFS. I don’t think it matters what we do as long as our Lord Jesus is the One who is the dynamic behind everything we do. When He lives His life in us and through us, then even doing laundry becomes a holy work (indeedy).
    Blessings Xx
    Mia

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