It doesn’t take much for discouragement to seep in and sap our strength—our faith, our hope. It can be a string of hard things all piling up until we feel like we can’t take one more thing. Or it can be lots of little things, small offenses and hurts that chip away at the confidence we have in God’s promises.
Discouragement happens. Hope flees. Faith falters. But we don’t have to get stuck in that place. Just pass on through.
To get to the other side of the low spot, pray what the psalmist does:
Sustain (comfort, help, encourage, support) me according to your promise (not my effort, hard work, good choices, good intentions). Do not let my hopes be dashed.