Friends, I’m in season now where I took a break from writing projects to do some much needed soul work. Hard on the heels of that time came a season of illness for my wife. The throes of which we are still in.
As draining as it is for me, physically and emotionally (leaving little energy to write, making me feel a failure in that arena), I can only imagine how it is for her…
When the relief she so desperately seeks is not forthcoming:
Oftentimes, you see
She has said to me
She wants to be other than she
But yet remains within:
A prisoner of her own skin
If you think of her, please pray for Lisa.
Thanks, and God bless you.