I want to be happy now, where I am. I am blessed and I know this by the facts and statistics of the suffering people in the world either due to Tsunamis, family issues, or the millions of other categories that I, myself do not fall into. I don't even think that this is a matter of me being selfish (but there have been plenty of those, believe me.) I think it is a matter of not feeling myself. I look forward to the next this or the next that, but happiness is always fleeting. C.S. Lewis talks of discontent in a different way,
“If I discover within myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world.”
I don't know if this sums up my feelings of discontent, but I would like to think that it does. I don't know that I want, but I know that I must let go of the past in order to reach that place.
I am certainly in the land between. I am not where I was, but I am not where I am meant to be. Praying for the strength to make it to that place. I am lacking all desires. Each day takes so much out of me, it makes me question what I am really getting out of each one. I want a reason, but I find myself just being disappointed after I fail at all of my great aspirations. Although I am at a complete loss, I know that God is working in my life, despite my feelings of being out of touch.
Lost in thought,
Rachel