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How Does One Get There?
Tell me, please, how one gets to the place where crying an ocean of tears is just one blink away — without any obvious cause?
How is it that meditating on all things good, and seeing the positive side of whatever, can be a trail that leads to a desolate clearing that seems laden with sorrow?
It is so contrary. So wrong.
What is up with that?
How does sadness loom randomly, and oppress so overwhelmingly?
© 2009, Alexa Lopez
A *Blah* Place
I can’t seem to shake the feeling of *blah* lately.
I can’t seem to identify its origin.
It’s just there, and it magnifies every little thing that bothers me into a fully-enveloping, suffocating blob…If amplifies all the disappointments and self-talk of my failings into roars that allow no opportunity for a moment’s peace.
This is the reality of my faith: hanging onto knowing my value in God does not help me ignore the painful emotions that are common to humankind.
Drenching my mind in the waters of the Word isn’t the failproof formula. It isn’t. I’d be lying if I said it is.
I just wonder when it happens that I will *believe* the truth about my place in this world, and no longer need to convince myself that I have one.
©Alexa Lopez, 2009
