As much as I probably would need sufficient sleep, I'm still kind of thankful for having had a few hours to rest and think. It was one of those, like so many nights in the past weeks, that I woke up in the middle and then just stayed resting in bed, mainly listening to music. I will be super tired having a very long day ahead of me, but I had some time to pray and reflect a little on where I am at, right now.
Most of the time, I feel like sitting in an anteroom waiting for God to call me in.
In one sense I assume and even experience that God is sitting just right beside me doing me good and I'm slowly healing under the work of his hands.
In another way the door to his inner room might be standing wide open, and he is calling me in, but my legs don't move or something is holding me back on my chair in the waiting room.
I don't really know, it may take a few more sleepless nights until God leads me to the answer.
Most of the time, I feel like sitting in an anteroom waiting for God to call me in.
In one sense I assume and even experience that God is sitting just right beside me doing me good and I'm slowly healing under the work of his hands.
In another way the door to his inner room might be standing wide open, and he is calling me in, but my legs don't move or something is holding me back on my chair in the waiting room.
I don't really know, it may take a few more sleepless nights until God leads me to the answer.
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