I'm feeling singularly uninspired. Have felt that way for a while. Not sure why, or what is happening. We've recently moved to a new neighborhood, and I feel the move signifies a new direction for ministry, but every time I ask God where he wants me to go on this next leg of my journey, all I hear is:
That's all. God can never be accused of being wordy.
My life is still in the doldrums. No wind in the sails. But I'm no longer restless in that calm place. I can't say I'm feeling particularly joyful, but I'm content to wait and trust.
This morning I was again wondering where my path was leading, and when I'd be allowed to step out onto the road again. Feeling the spiritual equivalent of the Monday morning "blah's." I came down to my office and found this blog post on Facebook. I'm sharing it with you in place of whatever inspirational words I might have come up with if I weren't sitting in this puddle of muddy spiritual water at the moment!
These words helped breathe life into my spirit, and a puff--just a puff--of wind in my sails. I hope they do the same for you.
Jennifer's response to one of the comments on her post was especially encouraging. She says:
We need to remind each other that our salvation does not depend on how we feel. This side of heaven, we are going to have those soul-dry moments, periods in the wilderness, moments that wring us out. And the enemy -- opportunist that he is -- is going to pounce all over you to make you think that your soul-cracked feeling is evidence that God is done with you. But God shouts louder, straight down through the universe, through the lens of Calvary: I am not done with you. I made you. You are mine. Sealed, signed, and delivered by My Son.