What do I want? I pose this question to myself.
More and more each day.
Do something you are very good at, yet you hate what the term connotes.
Venture into the world of numbers. A realm where, in your subconscious, you once thought you might flourish.
Or continue with the function that imply prestige yet you might not live up to it.
But scrutinizing the facts, I realize, do I even have the choice?
I already cried. Twice at that. For sure there are others tears to follow.
If He is teaching me a lesson, I think I am learning.
If He is asking me to wait, I am doing that.
If He wants me to make a stand, I have made the initial steps.
Still, I do not know what I want.
I only know one thing. God is my defender. He will justify my right.
2 comments:
Hi Jen, wherever God takes you, trust that I will be here to cheer you on and help you in becoming the best person you can be--whatever roles you will fill (or will be filling). :-) Look up, God is in control. :-)
thanks Beng... sometimes, our minds and hearts get cleared up when we verbalize our thoughts and emotions... but of course, for people not to think i am crazy, there should exist willing ears... :- ) thanks for listening...
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