Life of Eucharisteo

She went and did it. It was so unexpected. I was just opening my email like I always do. There it was. Black and white words like that flew from the screen like an arrow straight to my heart. She asked us to finish this sentence.... I feel stuck in ____________. She asked...... and words that I didn't even know were in my heart started pouring out. I feel stuck in this season. A season on which I can't even put a name. It's a season full of not knowing what comes next, but feeling as if I should. A season of feeling like I should be doing more.....more for the Lord, but drawing a blank as to what to do. It's quiet and it's still. Two things that should bring peace seem to bring unrest. It's a season of feeling as if my tree is no longer baring fruit. It's reading His word over and over, searching for what comes next, but not getting a clear answer. So I  wait. I wait in what see...