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A LETTER TO THE EXHAUSTED

Writer's picture: Christopher PridmoreChristopher Pridmore

Updated: Apr 20, 2022



Dear Traveler,


I heard you are exhausted. I am too. The physical, mental, and emotional toll of our recent seasons in life has offered a perpetual beating that is draining. Revitalization through a time of relief doesn’t even seem to be a glow of light on the most distant horizon in flat and barren land. We are in an emotional, psychological, and spiritual war. Through it all there is hope to be found.


We landed on a battlefield unequipped, lacking skill and stamina. Outwardly, we are blasted with fear, limitations, agendas (both hidden and obvious), drama, calamity, disease, and nations in combat. We are torn everywhere we look. Addiction and suicide are claiming our youth. We state knowledge is power and faith in God is mocked. Yet, the more we know the more hopeless we feel. The more we try to understand and take control of our own journey, the more despair sets in.


We are battered and wandering. We are hopeless and dying. We are self-righteous and self-deprecating. We are sure of ourselves and yet tripping and relentlessly falling without a single acknowledgment of our self-induced crash.


We are exhausted. We find help in friends that fail us. We find a need in relationships that betray us. We seek to exercise, diet, and LEAD and LIVE healthy lives only to see ourselves fail to live up to the advertisement claims. Our commitment falls off and disappears. Our grand schemes are thwarted through laziness and lack of stamina. Our self-image increasingly turns malignant while our outlook grows dark and immersed in demonic shrieks.


We claim to know solutions and yet we lack the fortitude to see them through. We are a discontented and ill-tempered herd and we are falling, failing, and dying.


We are exhausted. We feel awful. However, how we feel has very little value in life. What we are doing matters. Progress grows and moves beyond the stagnant mud. Movement is not a graded activity. It is a required flex.


We want to heal. We want peace and hope. However, we are unwilling to accept the rigor to get there. We are unable to deny our minds and our gratification.


Our solutions are within reach. Hope is closer than we think. A new world is found in your next move. Hope is found outside of ourselves and through the support of a power beyond us. For me, from the beginning of time, it was God. It was active the day I accepted that truth in my life.


We get better when we accept our lives as they are. We move forward when we make accountable plans. We are new when we reach back and pull someone else into our new world and our new view.


Some will still reject us. Many will not understand us. We will still rise.


You are my people. I am your brother walking with you to better days.


Sincerely, Chris


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