Monday, August 24, 2009
My girl calls it 'crumbly'
That is how I am feeling. I am overwhelmed and feel disjointed or disconnected. I don't feel like I am communicating well and things are coming out wrong. I feel like I have been putting out fire after fire, surviving, rather than living. It is catching up with me. I hate feeling this way.
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Madi has it right. How can we plug into God when we are feeling this way? Is he a plastic baggie to hold us all together? or does he simply re-create us new every morning?
ReplyDeleteI just discovered how to see if someone posted! :) Thanks for doing that. I thank God every day is new. I need to remember that more often. Maybe the crumbs that fall from us ought to be counted lossed? Maybe we never needed them?
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