one of those weeks

It's just been one of those weeks. Discouraging, draining, dismal, dark, dreary, dragging... I'm stressed. I'm overwhelmed. I'm tired. I feel like my days have recently been full of dead pigeons -- perpetually nauseating unpleasantries that consume my time and attention. Even though there are things that I can do to superficially combat the situation, I generally feel like there is nothing truly meaningful that I can do to avert, minimize, or cut short such an experience. It's just one of those weeks.

I'm not so surprised by such a season of despair. I'm not so concerned about my ability to persevere. I'm not so convinced that these present feelings are a sign of anything terribly wrong or bad. But still, I'm not having so much fun in the midst of it all.

I take comfort from the fact that many others have experienced (and are currently experiencing) these feelings. I was encouraged this morning to read the words of King David, a song and a prayer to the God of the Universe: "O Lord, you have examined my heart and know everything about me... Every moment you know where I am... I could ask for the darkness to hide me and the light around me to become night -- but even in darkness I cannot hide from you. To you the night shines as bright as day. Darkness and light are both alike to you... Search me, O God, and know my heart... Lead me along the path of everlasting life" [selected portions of Psalm 139].

Still, I'm looking forward to one of those other kinds of weeks -- when God knows the joy and exhuberance that I feel, when I feel more enveloped by light (since it doesn't matter to God anyway), and when I can speak of birds in flight and seasons of hope.