Wondering, hoping, dream, wishful thinking, whatever you'd like to call it. I have thoughts constantly roaming my mind.
What does my future hold? Will my desires unfold tomorrow?
That's normal...isn't it?
I don't think I stand alone. Sometimes those questions are not roaming, they are stomping around, being yelled loud. They overtake, and that's where I'm learning to draw the line. The voice I want to hear, I do not.
I'm on a journey of letting go and I'm not sure I'll ever arrive but the steps I take forward are always worth silencing my mind.
There is a beauty (if you choose to see it) in only seeing glimpses and there is excitement in knowing there exists something greater, beyond what we can see in the moment. I'm resting in that (or trying to rest).
God is faithful when we are not. I am UNFAITHFUL in times of confusion and doubt. I am choosing to see the beauty. Choosing to be excited.
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