I have missed this space and I have missed you! In fact, I have tried to sit down and write a post countless times, because this space and this fellowship is sacred to me. Because “Living with Beauty” is my calling and I love pouring this calling out upon other women. But the words won’t come. I just stare at the screen, and the only words that come are:
“I have nothing left to give.”
Have you ever felt that way? Completely depleted?
There is this particular expression that I have carried through my adult life, that I attribute to my mom, and I have found it to be true again and again:
You can’t pour water from an empty pitcher. (<- tweet this)
For the last year+ in fact, my pitcher is barely staying full. I have about 1 droplet left in my pitcher.
This is only to be expected. I have a toddler. I homeschool two very active boys. I am a wife. I am a business owner. I am a daughter and sister and friend and church member and co-op member and an artist and a designer and a writer and a dream-weaver. My life is FILLED to the messy brim, you could say, and yet… my pitcher is empty. Indeed, I have nothing left to pour out.
And if I am being honest with you (which, why the heck not?)… I would tell you:
I have been blaming my circumstances for my emptiness.
But it is not the truth.
Circumstances are hard. Some circumstances are impossibly hard. But, oh my, I am old enough to know that LIFE itself is hard. If I am going to let hard circumstances empty me… then I am resigned to a lifetime of feeling tapped out. Empty.
Yes, this season I am in is a brief season and a trying season. No, my baby won’t always be in her terrible twos. My boys won’t always be navigating growth spurts and pre-adolescence. I will not always feel defeated and feel invisible. But the next hard-thing WILL come along, that is rest assured.
If I want to live my life with a full pitcher, then I am going to have to learn how to do it in the MIDST of hard things.
So, when I finally admit that things cannot go on with empty-pitcher status, I do the only thing that ever really works:
I return to the Word of God, with FULL admittance that I am not in control and cannot do this alone.
Oh, yes. I have long known ‘to Whom I shall go’ to be filled… and I laugh at myself that, for some thick-headed reason, I need to learn this lesson OVER AND OVER again. Because, I am always delighted that, just like clockwork, when I go to the Word, I am reminded that:
when I feel trapped in a cave, I have a God who specializes in coming into our darkness.
when I feel stuck in a pit with slippery walls, there is always a Hand reaching down for me. I simply have to admit my need and take the hand.
when I am knee deep in the lies that deplete my full Pitcher…..
The pride lie that says, “You should be able to do it all.”
The fear lie that says, “You will never get out of here.”
The comparison lie that says, “Look at everyone else. They have it all figured out.”
there is a way to stop these lies in their tracks: We must cover the lies with Truth.
But here’s the rub. Sometimes we know that Truth sits just across the room, sitting on a shelf, waiting for a minute of our time. And we just cannot seem to get there ourselves. THAT, my friends, is when we NEED EACH OTHER.
We have to reach out in humble hope to dear friends who can point us to the Truth. Reach out to those, with flesh on their bones, who can call out the nasty lies for what they are and speak truth over our lives. And DON’T believe the lie that no one wants to be there for you, no one loves you and you are alone.
Instead, type out the humbling message to your friend:
“I need you to speak Truth into my life. I am spiraling in the empty spaces.”
Don’t sit around with an empty Pitcher, waiting. There is Living Water that is ready to fill it at a moment’s notice.
A very important Post Script:
I highly recommend gathering a very small group of women, those who you know bring out the best in you – in Truth, and making a sincere effort to meet with them on a monthly basis. The goal being: filling each other’s Pitchers with Truth. These girls in my life are my Pitcher Girls. I need them, and I don’t want to do this life without them! #Pitcher Girls
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