Stuck

I am one of those. One of those people who finds herself stuck in a uniformed, boring, gray cycle that I can’t seem to get out of. I will admit that I am often drawn in by the sweet allure of those who walk around with the saying “Do what you love, love what you do” on t-shirts and coffee mugs, but I know that there is something more to my time in this place. And that maybe, just maybe, I shouldn’t try so hard to run from this season.

It’s funny how easy it is to find the “spiritualness” in one area, while still continuing to struggle in the next. It’s easy (somewhat) for me to talk about my struggles and victories related to singleness. Yet, at the same time, the issue of purposefulness​ will still back me into a corner with only the tears streaming down my face to defend me. I just feel stuck.

I want to move on to something more. Something more powerful​, something more enjoyable, but it seems as if I can’t.

This is simply a vague declaration that I will have to continue to trust God, EVEN in this.

Peace to you,
Whit

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