...the storm is indeed over. I recently spent a great deal of time toying with something. I did the toying in private because I didn't want anyone to have anything to say about it. I didn't want to have to justify or clarify what I was feeling. I still don't. I just want to say it's all better now. I still didn't sleep well last night. It seems that now that I'm done toying I've graduated to obsessing.
I had the same thought all the way to Georgia on Thursday and all the way back to Florida today. I tried listening to a CD, but the words just made me sure that the toying had been for nothing and no matter what it looks like today, I already received a promise. I feel like I can make it through the weeks ahead without worry about the outcome. I feel like I can make it through months and even (God forbid) years if it is necessary.
I have seen the fulfillment of the promise and I must say that some of it makes me sad. Many will be lost because they won't be able to embrace the fact that what's for me is for me. They will not care that I am happy. They will not care that it's what God wants. They will look at my promise, my joy, and feel angry. I am sad because these people will not only lose me, but they will lose the blessing of being joined together. I am sad but, it's God's promise and I feel like I can make it....
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