26 February 2008
When...
painting by Jacob Collins
(This is a re-post. Light and fluffy, just for you. But the amazing thing is that no matter how long ago it was written, it is still and probably always will be applicable for my life. )
When days hit hard, when moments repeat, when sleep becomes a metaphor, and when spare time translates as wasted time, we loose touch. I want to be reading more, teaching more, laughing more, living more; but every breathing moment is constricted by the tension of "what am I doing? Where am I going? And when will I get there?" I get lost in these places. I want to do so much. There is always work to do, but little drive to do it.
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"Deep calls to deep in the roar of Your waterfalls; all Your breakers and Your billows have swept over me. The LORD will send His faithful love by day; His song will be with me in the night-- a prayer to the God of my life. [...] Why am I so depressed? Why this turmoil within me? Put your hope in God, for I will still praise Him, my Savior and my God." Psalms 42
15 February 2008
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