“Somewhere we know that without silence words lose their meaning,
that without listening speaking no longer heals,
that without distance closeness cannot cure.”
~ Henri Nouwen

There was every reason to be thankful that morning.

Honestly, I was truly grateful. For everything God has led me through. For everything He’s given me.

Then, why did I feel so weary—inside?

I woke up with my heart a blur with worries.

A competing bevy of voices. All driving me to be tired—and frozen all at the same time.

A wall of decisions stacked up around my heart, all without clarity, as to where one decision would lead, while fearing I’d risk the wrong choice.

God, why can’t You just tell me what to do?

Just tell me. And I’ll be alright.

And I would begin to cry. Because I would feel all alone.

I would feel unreachable.

I wouldn’t know what to do anymore.

{autumn meets me one morning,
the fog descending like a mist,
moving my heart to still and rest.}

Need. Someone.

When you’re bound by things unknown, your mind can betray you.

We need a deeper restoration.

A soul restoration.

We need more than a plan.

We all need Someone. To stay.

We need Someone to make us stronger. With love.

I need You, Lord.

I need You.

I.

need.

You.

Like raindrops beginning to dot the dirt, I couldn’t stop the need from raining down into my heart, swirling like water gathering strength running into a fresh winter creek bed.

Why can’t I shake this?

I couldn’t see… {to be continued}

To Read The Rest Of the Story

…To read the rest of the story “Waiting for a Real Thanksgiving. Watch My Love For You Grow Wild” – click here to join me over at DaySpring’s (in)courage site, where today’s post is published.

Take a virtual coffee break together. I’d love to be with you there.