No Answers

Monday, April 7, 2014

It’s so hard being patient.

Waiting on God.

Wanting answers.

Trying not to worry.

If only I could have glimpsed into the future. I’d know what to do.

Patience.

Definitely not one of my strong suits.

I waited.

I wondered.

I was unsure.

I lived day to day.

I searched.

I looked.

I wanted to lend God a helping hand.

If only I could get a piece of the puzzle.

I could’ve helped.

Truth.

God didn’t need my help. But naturally I tried.

I couldn’t help but wonder.

Should I do this or that? Is that an answer? Could this be it?

So confused. I doubted. I was falling into Satan’s trap. 

I asked God what he had for me? My marriage? My husband? My children? My ministry? My purpose?

Answers, answers, answers. I just wanted some answers.

Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; Knock, and it will be opened to you.

Matthew 7:7

P.S. I didn’t get answers right away. I had to stay on my knees. I had to seek. I eventually I found God. I’m still still on my knees…with a few promises.

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