, like a river freed with the breaking of a dam. But, now, like a muscle, merely sitting still will not re-build it. My brain needs a soft, easy flow of thoughts, to bring it slowly into use again.
So here I am, feeling the nerves in my fingers as they touch, one at a time, the letters on my keyboard, feeling the gentle pulse of my recuperating brain as my thoughts slide softly through my hands.
And here, in the warm silence of this room, the stronger side of my brain, the creative side, is touched by a thought from my Savior.
Take a step back. Look again at those things that jar at your brain, that push heavy thoughts against your soul, those things that bring tears to your eyes and weariness to your heart. Be still. Rest. And look again. The glass that was once half empty, is now half full. Understanding brings peace.
Look again. Take your glasses from your face. Look, without your own perspective. Look again, through my eyes.
Mmmm..... there is such peace in His words. There is such truth.
So... slowly, I will take another look.