I am not trying to be overwhelmed.
I simply am.
I am overwhelmed with bitterness, sadness, loss, compassion, confusion, certainty and love.
Today I told myself I was going to write a blog about how this summer went, an apology to my kiddos for not having enough play dates, and how I don't have a tribe (group of friends, community, solid, depth, somewhere to belong). A mixture of things really.
A combination of events happened last night and today have let me to write differently. But while doing my Hebrews study I wrote a prayer to God that contained: To be vulnerable we remember we are enough and belong. I don't feel like I belong with a group, or even with most people.
Later I wrote:
Every time I stop and think that I am
Not enough. I will
Out loud speak truth; that I
Understand that I am loved.
God gave me an identity; in
Him I realize I am worthy. I belong.
So as today continues to unfolded I realized that my own selfish needs to be heard are all for my own outcry.
Right now, I need a war cry.
Romans 8:26
Isaiah 4:23
I wrote the above almost 4 years ago, but never published it. It still, sadly, seems fitting.
Some of my past blogs remind me, in my own words, how far I have come. And how lonely the journey has been.
* Uninvited Book Study circa 2016
Some of my past blogs remind me, in my own words, how far I have come. And how lonely the journey has been.
* Uninvited Book Study circa 2016
