The day was hot and there was no tangible breeze as I tried to squeeze my morning run in before my daily appointments began. I stopped by our neighborhood man-made pond to catch my breath. We had not seen rain in quite a while and I noticed how low the water level was, not to mention all of the algae forming over the surface. There was very little movement in the water. Even the frogs seemed to be jumping in slow motion that day. It was at that moment that I realized how stagnate I had been feeling recently.
I love to look dig into the definition of words! Stagnation means:
the state or condition of stagnating, or having stopped, as by ceasing to run or flow:
Meteorologists forecast ozone and air stagnation.
a foulness or staleness, as one emanating from a standing pool of water.
a failure to develop, progress, or advance:
periods of economic stagnation followed by bursts of growth.
the state or quality of being or feeling sluggish and dull:
Happily, they have been able to avoid stagnation in their ten-year marriage.
I am willing to bet that every writer/blogger hits a time where they must produce an article or publication and they are just not inspired. What is produced is a very lackluster piece and it may not even make a whole lot of sense. My last blog would fall into that category. Artists go through this same drought when they attempt to paint, draw or design something without inspiration.
No inspiration usually equals stagnation.
As a Christian, this is a sure sign to me that I have allowed my relationship with God to get sluggish lately. I have spent more time going through the motions and learning how to be a single parent than I have been focusing on my intimate relationship with Jesus. It didn’t take long for my (Holy Spirit) water level to get low. My spirit needs the constant refreshing from the river of living water. It is my responsibility to come and drink:
Anyone who believes in me may come and drink! For the Scriptures declare, ‘Rivers of living water will flow from his heart.’”
Song of Solomon 4:12
A garden shut up is my sister, my bride; A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.