Can you believe Christmas is 14 days away??
This week has been slightly crazy.
It’s been long.
Thankfully it is now Friday, 12:55pm. My day is over half over.
Between head splitting headaches, a late night at work, hip & back pain that refuses to let up, I am grateful to see Friday 4 pm on the horizon.
Just a preview of the next couple weeks.
This coming Wednesday is Blog of Water. I am being joined by six ladies. I am looking forward with anxiousness to what God will do.
The other days I’m planning to record Joy. This week I’ve struggled to find joy in things. My heart just wants to camp out in a dark room. So this next week I plan to be intentional. I already have one for Monday.
The week after that I have a series. One I’ve been looking forward to for weeks! And a giveaway will be involved!!
I think this photo is hilarious and wanted to share it since it sort of fits in with the season. Earlier this year Shawn and I had taken a weekend trip up north. Our last day there we were having breakfast and I saw this gentleman on his laptop. So tell me who do YOU think he looks like? He apparently loses his winter Christmas weight fairly quickly. 😉
I’ve been battling loneliness for the past couple weeks. A loneliness that burrows deep into my heart and sends lies to my brain and back to my heart itself.
Yesterday, I tweeted that some days I feel like the crowd watching a monkey at the zoo, and most days I feel like the monkey in the tree watching the crowd. I feel like I’m just sitting there watching the world go by and every now and then the monkey gets a banana.
It’s been a long time since I’ve felt loneliness like this. And it was those many years ago that cause me to believe the lies that are whispered silently and effectively into my soul that just wants to be loved.
I’m not sure how to deal with these lies that were once truths. My heart is so quick to just accept them again, and I feel the tendrils of depression grabbing at me to drag me into its sticky and oily marshes.
So….I press on. Do my best not to believe. To trust in the One who only speaks truth into that longing soul. To seek Him. I remind myself over and over that they are but lies.
Prudence is a 30-something writer who lives in Arizona with her husband Shawn and their chihuahuas Lengua and Zeus. She writes her life, her experiences and her crawl back to hope. Eventually, she hopes to visit India – a place that’s captured her heart without ever stepping foot on the soil.