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Shannan Martin is the author of Falling Free: Rescued From the Life I Always Wanted, wife of a jail chaplain, and mom to four kiddos. She's a big believer in community and salsa, and blogs at ShannanMartinWrites.com.

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  1. Shannan,
    I am one of “them” too. The world does want to make us weary and cynical, yet God calls us to a different standard. When I get lazy I slip into old ways, but I am just a ragamuffin myself and who am I to withhold love from others? May we all join hands and move to the beat to His loving heart. Absolutely beautiful post…much needed…thank you.
    Blessings,
    Bev

  2. You are speaking the truth right to my “world weary” heart. I just said well, “it probably won’t happen” last night I hopes to dampen a disappointment as fear crept into my heart. Thank you so much for this moment

    • Oh, I need my own reminder, every single day. It can be such a fight.
      So thankful that sometimes everything falls into place, or at least “close”. 🙂
      Those moments sure do help.
      Thanks for speaking up here today, Andrea.

  3. ME TOO…..to this….. This Christmas, I want to lose my world-weary heart. It’s no use to me. I want to box it up, tape it closed, wrap it tight, and let it go—my gift to the atmosphere, where it floats and drifts like a thinning plume of smoke, splitting and scattering until it’s altogether gone

  4. We’ve been through a whirlwind of junk in our work as hosts for Safe Families for Children…and my heart needed to hear this part so bad:

    “When I’m not careful, I begin to believe “they” are all the same, whoever “they” happen to be. When I’m careless, I forget I am one of them. We’re in this together, pushed and pulled into untidy piles and misshapen knots.”

    Yes. Yes. Yes.

    Thank you for the important reminder!

  5. Yes, I’m with you there little sister. Three younger of four kids in college, one of those married. The oldest living with her cat and driving a school bus. First Thanksgiving since the June wedding. I don’t even know these people I call Offspring. I huddle on my bed hearing baby girl, senior in college, asleep on the couch. In two hours I will be driving the 150 miles in the mountains to the ocean to return her to her college home.
    I will return to my community for 4 weeks and then do this crazy week all over again… with an artificial tree instead of a 3 herb pot with a China turkey as the centerpiece.
    Jesus hold my hand as I walk this unfamiliar season of life. Help me to be a witness of your love to my community.

  6. God Bless You for this touch to the core reminder. May God’s Richest Blessings be poured out on Your Home and Family. 3 John vs.2

  7. I can always count on you for one line, one zinger, that zaps my heart. “This Christmas, I want to lose my world-weary heart. It’s no use to me.” {zap} That one’s going in the journal. I’ll be meditating on it for awhile. Thanks for always being willing to share your heart.

  8. Beautiful. God has stretched my heart in ways I never dreamed possible (or ever wanted, if I am being honest—-I thought my own family and church people were enough). My alternative high school kids are my joy and anguish, all at once. They don’t ask for anything— they don’t know what to ask for. The one-step-forward, two-steps-back dance continues. Pass an equivalency test, get suspended for a fight, keep selling drugs. Get a job at Arby’s, girlfriend pregnant, hauled to jail on a bench warrant. I pray a tiny taste of unconditional love will lead them to look for its source. If “success stories” were motivation, I would’ve skated out of here to Advance Placement-land in a high-performing school. But it’s hard sometimes. Thank you for the reminder——love you.

    • I love your words and heart here SO much. You’re speaking a language I understand. That feels good! 🙂 We keep learning how our definitions of “success” are so backwards and plainly wrong. Thank you, and carry on!

  9. Oh Sister! Our hearts are so very much in the same place! You have reminded me of the importance of making the space and taking the time to allow truth to refocus my heart. Loving you and missing you across the miles between us!

  10. I thanked the Lord for you today. You make me cry in that oh so good way. You make me want to be more like you. Thanks XO

  11. SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL, WE CAN TAKE A LOT AWAY FROM THIS. MAY YOU HAVE A BLESSED CHRISTMAS, AND I KNOW YOU WILL BE A BLESSING TO OTHERS.!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE POST!

  12. What a lovely piece! With many meanings – if you think about it. And the perfect Scripture to accompany the gentle but powerful words.

  13. As always, so well-written with not an extra, unnecessary word. I often read these stories of yours where you are painting a picture to make us think, and feel like I missed something, the part of the story that would tell me what is going on. Like, who are the people she is waiting for, what is the back story, did I miss a post. It has taken me a while to realize (duh, sorry!) that you aren’t reporting a news story that gives all the details, like some blogs recount the day’s happenings. You present just enough to make your point, and it is open-ended enough that we can relate it to our own experiences and mold the lesson to address our own story. Does that make sense? I am not the writer you are 🙂

    • Well, I probably don’t do an adequate job of filling in the gaps. I’m sorry!
      But yes, the point isn’t usually the actual story, or the folks in them.
      It’s everything behind all that. Thanks for getting it!

  14. Thank you for reminding me that I am not alone. It’s so wonderful to know there are loving people in this “weary world”.

  15. So happy to know sister that God is calling His people to #ALoveRevolution. While we are weary His eye roams seeking those He can strengthen. We’ve been made strong now it’s time to love. I’ve purposed in my heart to commit a deliberate, purposeful act of love toward someone inside and outside my home every day. Let’s do it!

  16. I have been seeing “[in]courage” posts come through my email for quite some time now…
    However.
    Today is the first time, I read my [in]courage email without bitterness… I read it with an openess that is foreign yet, inviting… I read it without even one, “Ya, but…”
    I thank you for your honest- to- goodness honesty and unrelenting willingness to share… I thank our Father for your God given talent that speaks to the broken parts-in all of us-who are willing to listen and begin to hear what community. Sisterhood. Belonging really looks like…

    • Thank YOU for reaching out with this encouragement.
      I sometimes fear that my heartbeat is too different, that people can’t relate or would rather think about happier things. Thank you so much for being right here with me, along with so many others. When we believe we’re alone, it’s such a lie.
      Happy Thursday. 🙂

  17. thank you for this message. I feel so drained in this man -made December . I feel so encouraged.God bless you and use you

  18. Thank you all for the encouragement There are so many of us who can identify with one another. You have been very transparent so many of us and we know that we are not alone but God in His Almightiness is with each and everyone of us. Across this planet. Praise Him!

  19. Oh, how I needed to read this today! At the end of each year, I find myself world-weary and depleted, AND feeling rejected and unappreciated by community. Your post was such an encouragement to me, as was many of the comments, and I can face today and the next, and the next, with renewed purpose, knowing that many of my sisters are right where I am; and linked arm-in-arm by God’s Spirit, we can continue to be conduits of God’s love! I am grateful to God for using you in such a special way to bring refreshing and encouragement to the “world-weary.” Good bless you, my sister!