When the path is unclear
and this sheep has found herself wandering around in circles
She apparently finds it more comforting (at this moment) to write in the third person.
It’s the ramblings of a blogger who blogs to no one but herself really
and she finds that she’s ok with that.
It’s putting out there that it’s ok
to not always be ok
And to tell herself that out loud (or in a post anyways)
She, like many in this super weird season,
feels alone
isolated
Not sure of her sense of purpose anymore
Far away from many she loves
And yet gratefully entwined with a love that is only second to God
She has created her garden and loved well her velveteen dog
she has sat at her Father’s feet ( but never enough)
and did her best to try to stay in the moment
and is still trying to stay in the moment
before the cascade of anxiety threatens to topple her fragile heart
She is tired
She is worn down
She has grown weary
But she will remember that she can hide under the wings of her protector
She is beloved
She will always be strongest in her weakest moments because
Her Father will never lose sight of His sheep
And while she may wander in circles for a season and wonder in her sheepy little head her sheepy little ways
He will always be right there with her
And He will bless her
Even when she can’t see it right away
She will
Because she is the daughter of a King
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