Photo By: Laura Ruth
Napping … normally I like it. But, recently it’s come to mean I’m deprived. I haven’t met a person yet who likes it when you point out their lack. It’s a relational rule. You just don’t do it. If you think it, you keep your mouth shut and keep walking because you probably lack yourself.
I’ve been trudging through the week as if through mud. I have a list of to do’s that have barely been touched and those things I have done have felt like major accomplishments in the face of how I “feel.” If it were up to me those things would have remained on the shelf as well. But, God is moving me forward and if I’ll just listen … perhaps those things I think are impossible for today will be realized.
I want more than exhaustion and impossible and just “feeling.” And, I have little ability to do this life’s agenda on my own. Barely and almost are good words to describe this week. Perhaps it’s enough to know in my weakness, He is strong. Even when I don’t “feel” it.