It seems to hit at the strangest times, without the slightest warning, and with the strongest force. Sometimes it is a word or a song. Other times it is an innocent comment about how people should really have kids in their 20s. These days it is often driving in the car with the prospect of returning home, once again, to an empty apartment. And it comes with such a strength that sometimes I can't catch my breath.
I don't really know what to do in those moments. I'm trying to stop focusing on me. . . but I wonder sometimes if God is really just calling me to be honest with Him. And I'm learning that my honesty doesn't surprise Him, it doesn't overwhelm Him. When I try so hard to keep it all together for everyone else, and feel like I'm hanging on by a thread, I'm recognizing that He is the only place that I don't have to do that.
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