So I wait.
I am in that I between stage.
Mind and heart filing with ideas that want expression...
But how?
And when?
What will it look like?
I wait.
In expectation.
In breathless anticipation.
In anxious wondering because let's face it: waiting is not always something we do well.
But I want to.
As I stand between what feels like two seasons of life, I want to do the waiting well. I want to be preparing because I don't know what's coming, I just know He's coming.
He's coming with another change for me. And I distrust change. It always hurts at the first bit. It's scary cause its different.
It doesn't look like I've known.
But I want to be waiting in expectation this year.
Watching for his hand in my life.
Taking that deep breath and following that way he leads.
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