Becoming Stronger When Life Breaks
Today is another beautiful Tennessee morning. I’m fighting a cold, so I slept in just a bit. As I rolled out of bed, I grab my robe, my computer and a cup of tea to settle in for the better half of the day in my study. I’ve stared out the window of my study now for at least 45 minutes asking God to give me a fresh word. And…..nothing. Nothing comes to mind. My fingers are frozen to the keys on my computer. “Move fingers, type something brilliant!” I think it’s just one of those days when I feel numb and I’m at a loss for words, but the tears fall freely. I miss the life that I once knew. I miss the love that surrounded my life.