Hi, blessed people! How often have you felt like something awesome is just around the corner? You can feel it in your bones – that tingling, that yearning, that indefinable something that gives you the hope you need to face the day. Quite recently, I’ve been on my toes looking for that miracle to turn the corner. But, meanwhile, I write.
It was suggested that I write as I wait for His plans for me to come to fruition, but the question rises again and again, rearing its ugly head, what do I write about? I have thoughts rattling around in my head like snakes, hissing angrily at being captured or disturbed. But what do I do? I have no way of pulling them out and making sense of them. Can you imagine the pain and the fuss involved in pulling out a snake from a drain and making it uncoil and remain still long enough to understand or learn about it? (Okay, why you would want to do something as weird as that is beyond me but as comparisons go, this works.) That’s how complicated this process is.
And yet, I write. I start my process here. As I start to make sense of His plans for me, I write the first words in faith – My Lord’s Will Be Done.