Like I’m fighting a shadow, a shadow of a life that was never meant to be, an expectation of an ideal never meant to be realized. I’m tired of me, Lord. I don’t want this kind of existence in these spaces, in these places that are still so undefined, redefined by the time and the places, the circumstances that I’m facing and I can’t seem to get my head around. Sigh. Continue reading
Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.
So after coming down the mountain, I’ve had a lot of time to reflect. I thought life would return to “normal” (whatever “normal” is), having checked off some time in solitude off of the proverbial list. I was ready to return to community with renewed vigor and appreciation, but to my surprise I found Him saying to me, “I’m not through with you yet.”
And He keeps right on saying it. Continue reading