I am blessed. Though I feel like I've lost-- I am being embraced by something much greater.
In the quiet of my day, He talks to me... how good it is to be pursued.
Everything here is meaningless- all knowledge I should count as nothing. For the foolish and the wise have the same fate. However, from the wise (or foolish?) words of Solomon, how about we take pleasure in what we have today-- the work of God's hand. Apart from Him, I have no delight in anything I ever do or anyone I ever meet. So, I am letting go of the things which satisfied me apart from Him. "For everything there is a season... a time to cry and a time to laugh... a time to embrace and a time to turn away... to be quiet, and to speak."
Was there ever really a broken heart? Nah... it's been His the whole time.
Many lessons being learned... good times.
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