The Day I Stopped Asking God For “Clarity”
I held my tongue as I listened. It seemed like ages that I waited and then…. nothing came.
I stared longer over the cliff, and down at the ocean waves, across the deep, dark, ever-stretching expanse of water. An expanse that has always intrigued me since the first day I dipped my toes into it….Since the first time I walked beside it under the moonlight listening to the waves and thinking about the God who made them.
But here I am 10 years later sitting above the same expanse wondering why the God who made it in all of its enormity couldn’t give me, His beloved daughter, the direction and answers that I feel like I need in one of the most pivotal seasons of my life. If He cares why doesn’t He give me clear direction and certainty? I continued to pray and alternate my words with silence, listening…
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This spoke SO much to me, Mom. Thanks for sharing.
Your welcome. I really thought it was well written and timely.