I don't! Figures, right? I need to spew things like crazy, yet I let it simmer inside like a pasta pot ready to explode! WHY?!?! I don't know... My body is weary with worry... Bill and I have an all-you-can-eat platter that's full of life's drama, and it seems we keep going back to the serving line for just a little more. In the midst of it all, though, we just want to fast. We don't want to gorge ourselves on extra servings of stress, confusion, worry, and heartache. But, it seems, just when we're not looking, the waiter comes by to fill 'er up one more time. *sigh* While we are sitting at this table full of Earthly food, we want nothing more than to feed from God's nourishment. We need his Vita-packed energy and joy right now to get us through some things that are breaking every part of our tired bodies down. Here's my cup, Lord... it's a little dirty, and there's some left-overs I can't seem to scrub completely clean, but fill it up with You, Lord. Fill my cup, and let it overflow...
I have to say thank you to a beautiful friend who reminded me of these precious words that were of tear-jerking comfort at this time:
"Hear my cry, Oh God; attend to my prayer. From the end of the Earth I will cry to You, when my heart is overwhelmed; lead me to the rock that is higher than I." Psalm 61: 1-2
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Thank you for sharing your beautiful. What a Blessing you are!
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