Finding an Answer
I felt restless and anxious to go.
I didn't know if I should say yes or no.
I didn't know if I should go or stay.
I wanted an answer right away.
I considered all my options and weighed
them in my mind.
I didn't want something I wasn't interested in.
I wanted a job with my hobbies combined.
So I wrestled with my ideas, offers, and options.
No answer was I finding amongst all my concoctions.
Sleep was drifting somewhere far away.
I thought, "Oh my" I never once thought to pray.
So I prayed, "Lord, please show me what would be best for me.
I'm sick and tired of thinking, wondering, and wasting all my energy.
Don't forget about me Lord! I need your direction and guidance."
But as I lay there, all I heard amidst the darkness was....silence....
Tears rolled down my cheeks as I began to feel unnoticed and neglected.
I didn't know what to do or where to go. Little did I know that I was being tested.
As I lay there, I became quiet once again. I began to realize how childish I was acting.
Of course I wouldn't get any answers! I was being too loud and distracting.
As I asked Him once again, He began to show me what He had planned.
I realized I needed His help desperately, so I gave Him my hand.
He showed me how He'd woven my interests into this special plan for me.
It took me a little bit, but I'm so thankful that God gave me eyes to see.
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