Dear God, I’m Tired of Growing!

I’m not one to throw a pity party for myself but this needs to get off my chest. I’m up at four o’clock in the morning today, tossing and turning with this rolling around in my mind:

“Dear God, I’m tired of growing. I just want to be left alone for a while. Thank you very much, amen.”

I’ve tried over the last several weeks to put on a brave face within these blog posts. I’ve written what I perceived as positive, uplifting messages to those who deal with doubt or those who question the very existence of God and/or His purpose for them in their lives, or if there is a purpose at all. I guess all along I’ve been trying to convince myself as much as anyone else.

I’ve read several books over the past months that have dealt with the question of God’s purpose for life, or of the indwelling and prompting of God’s Holy Spirit, and of leveraging “gifts” for the greater good of the  community, be it for your family, your neighborhood or the church community in general. They’ve all been well written, well documented, and well meaning.

But I sit here now more confused than ever.

I have a beautiful little girl who happens to have a learning disability that, for the first time in her young school life, is beginning to adversely affect her performance and her very enjoyment of school. It’s getting increasingly frustrating for her to master some of the most basic learning skills. Not that she isn’t capable of learning them, but as we’re only beginning to understand, her little brain doesn’t quite work the way ours does, and she’s feeling the frustration of not getting it. Why is it that she can be so proud to write on her little white board that 1 +1 =2, and even that 2 + 2 = 4, but the concept of writing 1 + 2 frustrates her to the point of refusal?

Every day I go in to work, it gets harder and harder to find fulfillment, enjoyment or even motivation in being there. All I feel lately is trapped. I’m a middle-aged man in a middle-management retail position that someone younger, smarter, and faster could probably do cheaper, and maybe the company knows that. There is no longer any opportunity to step down from this level of responsibility (and growing workload as our store’s hours shrink and shrink), because our company policy is now to no longer hire anyone at full time. All I know is there is still a certain level of workload and a certain expectation of customer service, and fewer and fewer employees to fulfill those requirements. Meaning those of us with a “guaranteed” schedule must pick up the slack. Morale is terrible, both for those whose hours have been cut, and for those whose hours haven’t… But in this economy, what can you do? I’m in a season of doubt, a season of questioning. And, yeah, I’m mad as hell. I’m tired of this crap.

I’m tired of “growing.” If there’s a purpose to all this, I’ve been waiting several YEARS to learn of it.

I know that the life of a Christ follower is not going to be all rainbows and roses. I know test and trials and persecutions are a part of this thing called faith, but if I’m supposed to be living a life fulfilling to the body of Christ, pleasing in the eyes of the Lord, and satisfying to the Holy Spirit that lives within me, I have no idea, after several, SEVERAL years of following God and listening for His prompting, what that life is supposed to be.

All I know is that this isn’t it. It can’t be. I’m miserable, which I can live with, but I’m making those around me—friends, coworkers and, more importantly and maddeningly, my family—miserable as well. I’m becoming ineffective in my position at work, as it pains me that I’m no longer able, physically or mentally, to be the caliber of employee I know I should be. And this mental drain at work spills over into my home life… That’s not right. That’s not the way it should be, this I know!

So, I’m sorry, God, but I’m tired of “growing.” I’m tired of thinking, “Well, I must be here for a reason, for a purpose. Hopefully, soon it will be revealed.”

It’s NOT being revealed, and I’m tired of waiting. I don’t know what I’m supposed to be learning. I don’t know how I’m supposed to be growing. But I’m tired of looking for it.

If you want me, God, I’m here for you. But I’ve got a family that deserves more from their dad, and a wife that deserves more from her husband, than I’ve been able to give them—for too many years now—because I’ve been too busy pursuing the currently intangible.

If you have a purpose for my life, I’m ready for it.  But I need a break from the looking. I need a rest from the pursuit.

I’ll always be here for you, but I’m tired: tired of being tired. My family deserves more. You deserve more. I deserve more. More of me, more quality out of my time, and more out of this life.



5 thoughts on “Dear God, I’m Tired of Growing!”

  1. At the risk of sounding patronizing, I sure hope you are giving equal weight to all the things you are doing RIGHT. I find it hard to believe you are making everyone around you miserable. How about praying for more objectivity about yourself—if you ask God to reveal to you all the good you are doing and ARE, you might get a whole new vision of the importance of your life and your contributions.

    Having said that, I too, along with millions of others, feel the same things you are expressing. Why can’t I use more of the talents I have been given, doing things that would make a real difference in the world? Why haven’t I progressed further with my spiritual development? I thought when I hit 60 this year I would be all grown up! What a disappointment to find I am still not “there,” wherever “there” is.

    I don’t want to offer platitudes or pat answers, but I DO KNOW that God and Christ are very much aware of your pain, and the depth of their concern for you is just as great as your tender feelings for your daughter’s needs and frustrations.

    I’m tired of growing, too—but it’s not an option. Everything in this world was created for that very intent. I believe that as a spirit child of God in my “pre-mortal” life I had a choice about coming to this earth and I chose to come. We all did, and we “shouted for joy” at the opportunity, even while knowing it would mean pain, suffering, doubt and frustration. We knew that becoming more like our Heavenly Father would be worth any price and that our Savior would teach us, lead us and redeem us.

    There is purpose—we are becoming! And, like clay, fashioned in His hands, we are going to be be extraordinary–in His hands.

    1. Not patronizing at all, Maryann. Ironically, the day I wrote this I had one of the best days at work I’ve had in months. I think I’ve stopped “trying” and its just relaxed me and made me not so worried about . . . stuff, like “should be’s” and “gotta’s” and “need to’s”. Happened to find a recent Styx song that I posted on my FB page that seems apropos. It’s called “Just Be”. Lovin’ it! Livin’ it!

      1. Yeah, the “shoulds” can be a real killer and the ironic thing is that a lot of the “shoulds” I thought were coming from God were actually self-inflicted and self-defeating. I had to learn to differentiate from the voices in my head.—if it is a voice that discourages and harshly condemns, it’s not from God. I am really glad you had a better day.

  2. Maybe its not “stopped trying” but sitting silent, absorbent, listening. Hard to do in the midst of this life, but important, still. We are not human beings trying to live a spiritual life. We are souls having an human experience. I totally snarked that from a billboard but it gave me great comfort.

    1. @jean: I love how you put “snarked” and “great comfort” in the same sentence. Seriously though, I think you’re right and maybe its not even sitting silent, absorbent, listening so much even as having asked God to lead in my life, I need to just get on with it and trust that He is rather than worrying whether or not He’s there. I’m coming to think that the whole WWJD thing is a load of crap. Stop asking what He would do and just get on with your life trusting, if you’ve asked Him to lead you, that what you’re doing is what He would do . . .

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