I am sitting here waiting.
Waiting to write, waiting for the words to come, and waiting for things to fall into place. I ask the Lord for guidance and I’m waiting for that, too. But isn’t that what life is all about?
Waiting?
I wait on the Lord to come, wait on Him to guide me home. In the meantime, I live the life He gave to me. It’s a somewhat rocky road I travel on. Many mistakes have come and gone and many more are ahead of me. I wait for those, too, but I know with God’s guidance, I can overcome anything.
I haven’t written anything in a while. I’ve been waiting for my mental block to clear, been waiting on God’s words to inspire me. I could feel God there but could not grasp what He was saying to me. So I patiently waited on His time, for Him to lead me in what to say. I think that time has finally come.
I feel happy, inspired, a bit overwhelmed, too. But I can handle it all, with God beside me, walking me through. Waiting is just a small part of life. The biggest part is yet to come.
Waiting is tough. Especially when we have mental images of all the things we'd like to get done in our lives. Hang in there! God is good. 🙂