A Distracted Mind
My mind is a huddled mass of confusion lately. I have a multitude of thoughts and Ideas teaming in every nook and cranny. Each is as elusive as can be, I chase the fleeting figments until they vanish. A wisp of vapor is the only evidence that a thought once existed, yet the emptiness lingers.
God, I know that I have begun to stretch myself too thin. I have neglected the idea of a Sabbath. The people I talk to praise my drive and desire but do not see the cracks. Lord, I did no notice the cracks, it was my mother. She sees the hysteria gleaming through the cracks in the façade, the mad glint in the eye, the lack of remembrance, the seed of insanity.
Father, show me how to balance my load. Make my choices, show me what needs to be pruned so that I can flourish for You. Cut the dead wood, the activates, thoughts, and desires that are draining energy that would be better served growing me to serve you better.
Tedward's Ramblings 