I can feel very alone. It comes on after I have hustled for worthiness. The hustle is always danced for someone besides my Savior. I hustle to be perceived as a good grandmother, mother, church member, teacher and this dancing in a light that is manufactured for others is not fulfilling. It is a soul sucker. I think I know why I get tempted into dancing. It comes when I have too much much distance from Him. He requires wholeheartedness and so hustling for him is impossible. He sees me dancing and beckons me to stop and listen.
Come follow me and I will make you whole.
Grace will take you where hustling won't.
I write on Fridays with a large group who inspire me. Only five minutes and without much thought to perfection. I write, prompted by one word that sends my thoughts to the keyboard and hopefully make sense.