By Tina Chandler
A blank page. An incomplete thought. An empty paragraph. Sometimes, that what I feel like inside. An empty shell with no rhyme or reason. I just want to sit in the quiet corner and ignore everything around me. Do you ever feel like that? Iíll bet a dollar to a donut you do.
What do you do when you get in that funk? How do you snap yourself out of it? Me? It depends Ė sometimes, I am aware of that mood and force myself to change. Other times, I donít really know Iím in that kind of mood, so itís not so easy to get over. It may take somebody pointing it out or asking me whatís up. It makes me think about it and even then, I donít always see it. Donít you want to just wallow in self-pity? What good does that do?
Drink the water that can quench your thirst. Let it fill the emptiness.
English Standard Version (ESV)
O God, you are my God; earnestly I seek you; my soul thirsts for you; my flesh faints for you, as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.