Proverbs 8:34 Blessed is the man that heareth me, watching daily at my gates, waiting at the posts of my doors. WAITING on the LORD is not easy. You work on your self. Praying Lord... is it my time. I am in your word. I am in community. I am Listening and ready for you to send me. Is it my time? I am patiently waiting, watching, discerning the next move you would have me take. I am sitting Still I am sitting Still I am sitting Still I am trying to sit still but it is hard. The world around is growing busier and busier. When I stop to wait on you LORD , I am restless. I must do something . Fill the still moment with some thing some one I am waiting on you LORD. Sitting on the steps of this overwhelming door. What is behind it . When is it going to open. Is is going to open. I reach for the iron door handle. Maybe it is open...
Each day there is something I hold on to. A place in the past, fear of the future, uncertainty. It is impossible for me to move in fear. I can only move in courage. This is a place that I hope to drop fear, guilt and shame into the abyss, knowing that I am healing.