I woke up this morning feeling, emotionally drained, dry, like I just didn't care. I was riding my bike down the hill I live on, and I saw the sunrise, beautiful, it snapped me out of my emotional lull, but it kept me thinking.
Why do I sometimes feel so dry, am I miniscule, powerless, a tiny ant on a sidewalk?
I don't know.
I have felt like this allot lately, is it because I am so mad about my friend leaving on sabbatical (it's not like they are leaving forever), maybe my stress about the unknown in the coming school year, frustration about the direction my beloved home-school group is taking.
I don't know.
But I must have faith that it WILL get better, I may not be in control but God is.
Faith through the pain, Faith through the suffering.
be still
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