Down but Not without Hope

To my surprise, my last post was coherent.

I don't know what to say, but I am hoping to let out some of my mixture of emotions (or lack thereof) by writing. It is hard for me to accurately describe what is going on inside me, and it has been like this for a couple days. I feel as though I am troubled, but with what am I troubled? I am not at rest. I am uncomfortable, but I don't know why. Most likely, I need to renew my mind with the transforming power of God's Word. I need to spend some one-on-one time with Jesus. I usually get like this when I slack in this one-on-one time.

Then again, a part of me feels almost numb. I went to bed fine--more accurately, happy--on Saturday night and woke up Sunday morning with no passion, no zeal, no zest, no vigor... and it hasn't come back yet.

I was inspired by Job this evening. Job worshiped God for the good and the bad times and recognized God's sovereignty. He lost his kids to a storm and was able to see the situation with this perspective. "...The LORD gave, and the LORD has taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD" (Job 1:21). It would be good for me to "stop and consider the wondrous works of God" (Job 37:14).

It would be great to take a vacation from myself for a while, so I think I might just do what the previous Scripture says.