Malaise (definition): a generalized feeling of discomfort, illness, or lack of well-being.
As I type this, my daughter is lying on the couch: feverish, lethargic, sad. She is experiencing malaise. I have no idea what’s wrong. It isn’t strep. It isn’t a cold. And yet it also isn’t serious. It is, as my Dad would say, “the dreaded lurgi”. An unidentified malaise. She feels awful.
“Mommy, will you pray that I will feel better?” she croaks.
And so I do. And she will. Perhaps today, but perhaps only in a couple of days when this thing has run its course. Until then, I’ll stay by her side and give her sips of water and try to keep her comfortable and nourished. She will not always feel this way. But I’m with her while it’s yucky.
As I watch her it makes me think that I sometimes suffer from something similar: a spiritual malaise. As the old joke goes: A horse walks into a bar and the bartender asks “why the long face?”
And sometimes I pray, and ask others too: “please pray that I will feel better.”
And they do. And I will. Perhaps today, perhaps only in a couple of days when this has run its course. But until then, it does my soul good to know that my Heavenly Father is by my side, giving me little sips of what I need to get me through this. I will not always feel this way. But He’s with me while it’s yucky.