usually after a retreat there's a residual "high" that lasts at least a few days, sometimes weeks, carrying you along thru the drudgery of every day life...yeah, not so much this time.
Sunday night, in fact, after spending basically 2 days being encouraged and inspired by the potential in our church to become one community - I start things up at home with my husband. Unintentionally done, but I knew I was launching into a sensitive topic and that he was tired, and I went there anyway.
Monday came and went, and here is Tuesday, and I don't feel like going to Axis tonight, you'd maybe get me to pick up my Bible if you paid me, I just generally don't want to do anything. Maybe this comes from weeks and weeks and weeks and weeks (that makes it months and months, huh?) of not being wise with my time, not sleeping enough at night, not being a productive person at home, things like that. I just feel like I'm dragging my feet, like my legs weigh a ton. Everything is hard and dulled and dumb.
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