Remember the days when you are too tired to bathe. I remember that. I feel that way now(:. I just want to crash and sleep. I tried caffeine to buy me some extra time awake, but it didn't work. I am just worn out. Truth be told, I have been tired all the time lately. I am fine until I stop and then I feel it. I probably have some vitamin deficiency or other. Now, I realize I am ranting about ills which is quite boring. I have been very busy for several weeks with my volunteer work and I haven't had time to clean my house. The worse it got; the worse I felt. Maybe it is psychological. I am thankful the house if finally cleaner and I feel less hopeless about doing the parts I still have left to do.
Do you even fear doing something just because it is new or different? I find it funny trying to explain that to people. You know the ones. They rearrange their house because they are bored. Me, I just want to be surrounded by the familiar in my home. If I like something, then it stays put(:. Why move the couch? It works where it is. I have to force myself to go into new situations. Otherwise, I would stay home all the time and get really depressed. Sometimes in trying that new place, things don't go so smoothly. I get nervous and talk to loud or say something outrageous. That leaves a terrible first impression and often I am not given a chance for a second. I say all this to reach out and offer the truth that I know I am not alone. I might be thirty eight years old, but sometimes I am still the shy girl who stood behind the teacher afraid to play with the kids. Now, where does Christ come into all that? It gets rather confusing, but to say that when I am witnessing, I trust Him for strength and all that petty stuff doesn't matter. In relationships with other Christians there is such a lack of spiritual support. You can barely say you are praying for someone. To be honest about a spiritual need or ask them about there's just isn't done. Are we really that unspiritual or are we just afraid to be honest? I want so badly to bare my heart, but I so often give it up to easily. How can I know who to trust. And truly, I don't want more friends who do things for me out of some obligation. I need some who I can give to as well as receive. That is my prayer. That I can have wisdom to know how to give my heart to encourage the right people and honor God first.
I feel not so much a storm as a little shower of emotional rain. My mind is filled to the brim with thoughts and trying not to go batty trying to sort them through on my own. Then I start feeling isolated as I have no one to talk to. I have therapy next week so I will talk then for sure. It’s not even anything bad; it’s just so full I am thinking out loud. That never bothered me before, but now I am feeling unsteady. I have talked to myself my whole life. I am certainly not going to stop now, but it feels like a gateway to the enemy deceiving me all over again. He can disguise his voice to sound like anyone else. So if my thoughts are out loud, I’m Vulnerable. I miss my friends. I have a few here and there . I miss lighthearted fun. I am just waiting for God to pull the curtain on this season and to start to feel more like myself again. I’m not asking God for anything He doesn’t want me to have, I just need to get through this little shower. I know God still has things for me to d...
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