You ever feel complete, but at the same time so empty?
I think it happens when I walk into something that I think I am ready for and, to my surprise, I am not. Instead, I walk right back out and sure enough I survived, but the result just wasn’t what I’d thought it would be. Expectations is the problem. Or is it goals that I cannot fully reach. Either way, at the end of it, at the end of the hours or rather the day, I just feel slightly incomplete. IT’S incomplete. Overwhelmed with emotions, neither bad or good, just feelings. Good thing I know these feelings won’t last, because I do have an eternal joy. What I can appreciate is that these feelings will lead me to question and may it impel me to know more.
Praise God for all of this, good or temporarily bad.