From the time I was a little girl,
I’ve been independent. I wanted to dress myself, feed myself, and go places
myself…I had a mind of my own, and I was bound and determined to use it. I
still pride myself, to this day, on my “ability” to not need people.
But I’m human. I’m human, and I’m
weak and imperfect. Doing theatre and drama throughout my life has made me
pretty good, more or less, at putting on a strong, resilient face, telling
people that everything is fine, and that I’m perfectly contented with it all—my
past, my present, and my prospective future. But not everything for me, at
least not all the time, is “just fine”, as I like to bubble out on my social
media platforms; to inquiring friends and family. I have a confession to make.
I’m feel lonely.
There are times when I feel so
hollow, it’s like you could tip me over, and attempt to spill the contents of
my soul on the floor, and there would be nothing there. I read the Bible, and I
pray, and sometimes I feel so far away from God, that it’s as if I could reach
out as far as I could, stretch my arm beyond our galaxy, and it would never be
enough.
Sometimes, everything I do feels
lukewarm…my schoolwork, my work with the debate team, my relationships with
family and friends, my job, and my spiritual life—all void of meaning and
purpose and fervor. Where there was once an orange flame burning passionately,
there is emptiness. Blackness. Stillness. I feel it hardest at night, when the
silence reminds me of my own loneliness.
I don’t think God isn’t there for
me. I believe with every fiber and bone in my body that he is; I know it. But
sometimes, that hollow feeling weasels its way in, and I can be laughing with
my friends or watching the beauty of the Oregonian autumn or reveling in the
truth of God’s word, and I’m reminded that the future is cloudy, and that I
have little to look forward to.
The past two or so weeks have been pretty difficult for me,
as you can tell. If you are so inclined, keep for in your prayers, that God can
help me lift myself out of this “funk” and bless me with positivity, purpose,
and peace.
"Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or
terrified because of them, for the LORD your God goes with you; he will never
leave you nor forsake you." -Deuteronomy 31:6
Sayonara,
Zoe
Love you sissy, feeling your pain right now too. Praying for you, and sending warm hugs and Pride & Prejudice marathons your way. xoxo
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