Empty

Linking up again (and a day early this time, instead of a week late) with Lisa Jo for another 5 Minute Friday!

Around here we write for five minutes flat on Fridays.  We lie down in our words and make snow angels.We try to remember what it was like to just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.



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EMPTY.....

Wrung out and dry, not a drop left to spare.  I poured myself out until there was little left, then much to my despair with my typical clumsiness I knocked over my glass leaving it empty and my soul parched.

One of those days, or maybe it was the week, the kind that takes away but never gives back.

It is my fault really for not taking the time I need to to replenish my glass and nourish my mind.

I ran so quickly from task to task that I forgot to stop and fill myself up.

It was coffee spilled on my way out the door.  A hole through the bottom of my already ragged shoes.  It was the lunches I forgot to pack because I was scrubbing fresh mud out of the carpet and yelling about wet shoes.  It was showing up 10 minutes late and realizing I left my files at home.  It was preparing breakfast but not getting to iron my clothes.  It was a phone ringing with such vigor and repetition that I cursed out loud, more than once.  It was missing my workout.  It was committing to things that I will have to beg, borrow and steal the time for.  It was a short temper with those who didn't deserve it.  It was the magically reappearing laundry pile.  It was allowing myself to get caught up in business that isn't mine.  It was friends who needed a shoulder, a dollar, a hug, a lunch, a place to breastfeed, a minute of my time or maybe 2 hours.  It was me getting lost in social media when it was the last place I belonged.  It was mixing up when to practice no and who to tell yes.  It was a whole lot of meetings, each one important, but how did they all end up in the same week?  It was online courses, license renewals, and more, more, more tax prep.  It was allowing myself to make mountains out of mole hills.  It was me, not making time for the things that I know I need in my life.

Matthew 4:4  Man shall not live on bread alone, but on every word that comes from the mouth of God.