disappointed / dissatisfied / disappointed by something or someone previously respected or admired / disillusioned

Recall a time when you felt the most disenchanted, and invite Jesus to reflect with you. What do you remember? How did you feel then, as compared to how you feel now, re-visiting that time?


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  1. I have been in a season of disenchantment this year, and I have to admit, it’s really the first time I’ve battled this feeling. Anything apart from Jesus Christ will disappoint. I know this. But it’s still so easy to get in a place where you think people won’t let you down. I was there. And now I’m not. Enter = disenchantment.

    People will let you down. Curtains, so-to-speak, will be drawn back to reveal things that just aren’t so. I know it’s because this world is broken. Filled with sin. And no one is immune. This year, though, arenas where I’ve placed absolute trust have become places ruled by pride, jealously, and dishonestly. Not just for me, but for my family members, too. And it’s not a good place to be. I’ve felt completely the fool, silly for investing my time, and angry with choices I’ve made and how I’ve lead my loved ones into places which were nothing more than mirages – empty of any good-intended and like-minded people.

    The rug. Pulled from under my feet.
    The smoke. Impairing my vision.
    The wolves. In sheep’s clothing.


    As I’ve been treading through this season and finding my way to what I hope is now the down side of the peak of the disenchantment, I’ve learned that though the feeling of disenchantment is quite valid, it’s also not a good place to camp out.


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