Not having any idea what is going on is KILLING me!! I've spent the past week at my mom's house trying to live off the distraction. And I know that being home would have been ten times worse - waiting on the mail everyday. I feel like Marianne in "Sense and Sensibility" hounding the postman every day. All she wanted was SOMETHING - some sort of information from Mr. Willoughby that could help her understand what was going on. I hate not knowing!! I think I've held my patience rather maturely until now. But now my patience is running thin. So thin, you could blow it and it would snap. Like a bubble in the wand waiting to burst.
If this is a test and God is testing my patience.... I get it. I will cast away all doubt that something is wrong and know that God is in control over this and all things. I do not need to burden myself with any worry or concern because I know that God is taking care of him. That is what my brain is telling me. I just wish someone would tell it to my heart.
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