Hello!   It's been awhile. 

  

I hope this little post finds you happily enjoying a 

cup of coffee or tea while you read. 

Yes, I am totally projecting what I do when I read blogs onto you.  

You're welcome.

I disappeared for a while.  My apologies to my faithful readers.  

I tried writing about my life over the last year and it just came off really bitter and snippy and a bit of a pity party.  

So I did'nt post anything.

A most insightful and kind lady really gave me some clarity this week.

She told me I had burned out.

So I Googled around a bit and the all knowing internet was very consistent with how burn-out is defined.

I liked this one:  Burnout is a state of emotional, mental, and physical exhaustion caused by excessive and prolonged stress. It occurs when you feel overwhelmed and unable to meet constant demands.

And my life all of a sudden makes sense to me.   

Bless you dear lady.

In my quiet times with God, as of late, I have been sorrowful because I feel like a diminished version of myself.  

And this makes me so sad. 

So I imagine myself climbing into Jesus's lap, 

and I just have a good cry there.

I am a constant thinker.   

I am a chronic ponderer, if that is a thing.

As I was leaving Superstore this morning I was 

thinking about what burn-out is.

A burned-out light bulb came to mind.

And then I had the most hopeful and beautiful image.  Of my precious Jesus gently blowing life back into the burned-out bulb of my life.

  I will cleave to that image today.