I’m observing forty days of lent. Part of my commitment is to write a blog every single day journeying my spiritual self. Needless to say, I still try to pray every night but these past couple of months have been exhausting and draining to say the least. My head has been filled with toxic emotions and feelings. Have you ever heard of the saying, “One bad apple can spoil a bunch?” That’s basically how I feel right now. Yesterday, I just wanted to go to church, so I could rinse off the energy that has slowly began seeping itself into my life.
I felt so defeated, and every bit and part of my soul just wanted to be in the church. Being alone in the wilderness, is my church and place of comfort. I straggled along, and made my way to a room, at my workplace, where I was greeted by a priest who placed ashes on my forehead… “From dust you came, and dust you will return, amen.” I prayed a bit, asked for forgiveness, asked for guidance, and made a phone call I have been waiting too long for.
A burden lifted from my shoulder. An ache mended.
We are human. We make mistakes. We are imperfect. Too often selfish desires take over God’s intent for our purpose here on earth. I need to do a better job at being kinder to myself and others.
That is the truth.
Our soul is always in need of healing.