This is what I caught myself singing this morning, I don't know how it came to mind:
"It is well with my soul,
it is well, it is well with my soul"
It's funny because I was pretty sure I felt the opposite.
Sometimes I feel like life is taunting me. Showing me the desires of my heart, only to snatch them away, right as I crave them most. Right after I self-talk myself into believing that it is possible. Then it's gone.
I wish I could say this was a one-time occurrence, but it seems to be on repeat in my life right now. There must be something that I'm missing. A hidden key, a truth, a message?
As I continue to walk through this dusk-y season of life, I'm desperately searching for the joy I know I'm supposed to have. The assurance that seasons change. Sometimes I catch glimpses. A lot of the time though I just feel like the idealist who continues to search for the pot-of-gold at the end of the rainbow.
Still searching. Still hoping. One slow step at a time.
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