It wants to come out. I want to write it, paint it, shout it, sing it, photograph it! Yet, I can't. It remains within.
It bubbles over bit by bit, little by little. If all were to come out at once I suppose it would drown another or bury them in the rapture of my joy. God knows best to keep it ready to pop, yet not spewing forth. God knows best to let it come in sentences, paragraphs and posts. Daily. As He sees fit. To share it any other way would leave me struggling to capture and cling to that which was not mine to begin with. Would be a selfish thing to see. selahV
Sadness is like that, too, sometimes. Just thinking out loud..
Posted by: Vicki | January 19, 2010 at 02:54 PM
Vicki, how well I know. Been there too. Isn't it odd how both feelings can live within our minds and hearts and battle one another to come out? amazingly complex creations we are. selahV
Posted by: selahV | January 19, 2010 at 02:58 PM