Welcome to what is left of Thursday. On Thursdays I try to be brief in my writing. I try to express myself in as little words as possible. I try to give encouragement in short strokes, so that you may find your way in your own way, maybe with just a little wisdom gleaned from my experiences.
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I haven’t written anything in about three weeks. I’ve been walking in the shadows all this time. Angst and discomfort just under my skin. Wondering who I might be, why I couldn’t feel. A friend pointed out that I could feel … that maybe the right description was “feeling empty” … that “felt” right.
So I wandered and wondered. How could I be pleasing to God when I felt this way? I was/am empty, sad, unhappy …
And then this evening I read this: Destitute at A Restless Heart.
I could not have expressed myself with such grace and clarity. Oh how I long to write like those ladies I follow! The flow makes their writing feel effortless … I picture lace curtains in a cool autumn breeze with a steaming cup of coffee at the ready, as they sit in linen and lace, with wispy curls at their temples, while delicate fingers tap away at a keyboard writing what I feel, yet cannot express so beautifully!
Ahhh … but I write, still.
The line in Destitute that is winding around in my spirit … hopefully to grow under a blanket of prayer like bread dough rises under a linen dishcloth, into a real blog post is this:
“…but religion is a product of man trying to do the right thing.” ~ Kelly Sauer
Kelly describes this place … what I call empty … as Destitute. And I agree with her … I believe God allows me to feel this emptiness …
We are vessels … and this vessel is cracked … all the “good” I try to achieve simply flows through the tiny cracks, draining my resolve, my energy … my very essence, leaving me to feel that it is futile. That this desire to ALWAYS reflect Him is beyond the Me of all of this …
Kelly has tapped a deep emotion in me … one that wants me to write until this post is unreadable. So rather than brutalize my faithful here I will leave this a true few words …. and ponder where Kelly’s soul is leading mine!
Thank you, Kelly … from the deepest parts of Andrea, thank you for your courage!