I have felt so off kilter this week. My days drowsily lived, filled with data entry, PO processing, spreadsheet manipulating, food eating, book reading, trying to put aside my will and dig into having Invitations with Jesus. With waking up at 4 every morning this week after nights like this:
it’s probably pretty much no wonder I’m feeling a little cattywompus. My brain feels foggy and I feel the tentacles of depression tickling my brain, today (yesterday for you) more than the past few days, and not getting restful sleep doesn’t help.
There is much I want to say here in the format of PrudyChick.com but the words can’t seem to leave my heart to display in 1’s and 0’s. A post that was started that I can’t wrap my mind and heart around but continue to see the data contained therein being worked out in my life and heart by God.
He is working deep. I’ve asked Him to. I don’t know if my will is warring against this working, causing my life to seem off of the middle or what.
In the midst of this I’m trying to live/operate grace and patience filled. For me a lot of the time this means sitting in my cube, ear buds in, trying to ignore the noise around me. It means a quieter Prudence on many different levels.
So I walk this walk off the middle of where I usually am. The phase will pass. I will feel less off kilter. I press on.