Yeah, it's been a while. That's just the way it's been lately.
Also, don't expect genius to follow, folks. That's just the way it's been lately, too.
When I think about what's true, I know I have to separate the things I KNOW are true from the things I FEEL are true. Sometimes they're the same; often they're not.
Today, for example, is just a blah sort of day. Micah hasn't been sleeping well, so I haven't been sleeping well. We all know that viewing the world through the haze of sleeplessness leads to less-than-true thoughts and feelings. I don't know if my history with depression makes me more prone to head down the paths of I Don't Care and Why Are You Still Asking Me Questions? and Work is Stupid and The Whole World is Stupid and Dear God, Please Just Let Me Sleep. But I do know those paths are beckoning today.
I'm fighting them off with a grande mocha and a little bit of what is actually true.
Things like, "Wait and hope for and expect the Lord; be brave and of good courage and let your heart be stout and enduring. Yes, wait for and hope for and expect the Lord."
And, "I remain confident of this: I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living."
I've been reading Anne of Green Gables lately, and she talks about how certain words just sound like poetry. These words are poetry to me this morning. If any person walked up and said these things to me, I'd probably nod and smile while thinking, "Shut up." But reading them? While sipping my mocha?