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Okay I haven't done very good at this blogging thing lately. Part of it has to do with the fact that sometimes you feel like you have nothing left to contribute. I think inside my head I have given my all, I am out of ideas, I'm worn out and strained out of inspiration. Sometimes I feel like I can't even think of anything to inspire myself, how am I supposed to inspire others.
I don't believe I'm wrong when I feel like everyone hits that point, when they have given and given until they feel that all they have left is an empty heart and even emptier hands. The interesting thing is I am coming to realize more and more that I'm not the one giving anymore. It really doesn't matter if I'm out of ideas and I am drawing blanks and it does not matter that I don't feel if I have anything left to contribute because I know the lord does. He always has more to give and contribute and he uses us as his tools. So even when we feel like we are at the end of our rope and we nothing left, I have come realize its boy the end of my rope that matters.
As long as I keep putting one foot in front of the other, there will always be something for me when that rope ends. 

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