Flannel Jammies Farm

...praising God on our 1/5 acre of suburbia

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Frayed...

I'm feeling a bit frayed today.            From the verb, "fray":

fray

verb

transitive verb
1
a : to wear (as an edge of cloth) by or as if by rubbing : fret b : to separate the threads at the edge of 
 
That's it.  I'm feeling worn around the edges, rubbed threadbare by the dis-ease and car trouble and sadness and busy-ness of life on this earth.  Like bits of me are hanging like loose threads as I try to keep everything tidy and running smoothly.  
 
 
So it must be time for a little break.  A little tea, a quiet place, a doggie by my side.  And then I will open the Pages of healing and peace and joy.  I will drink deep the Living Waters.  I will be refreshed by the Word.   I'll see you all when my frayed edges have been smoothed by the Maker.


4 comments:

Bending Birches said...

much love to you...

donna rae said...

...received with gratitude. Thank you, Rebecca!

Craig said...

Donna Rae - oh, we are also broken – we are also afraid. I never believed it when I was young and adults would say life is a struggle – and I would counter with "no - life is beautiful it's wonderful it's a gift" – and so many times it can be – but we know as we get older that if this is all there is – this just isn't enough – and THIS is hard. I just finished praying for you Donna Rae - for the frayed edges, for the hurt, for the strength to keep it all together – even as you are frayed. God bless you!

donna rae said...

Such grace and kindness... thank you, Craig.