I have wanderlust or itchy feet or I'm just plain uncomfortable in my skin right now.
My life feels too comfortable, too safe, inert.
I walk to church, I walk to placement, I walk home. So little change.
And in the midst of all that, God is busy healing me up and sifting out the crap and answering the crazy prayers I pray, and so I continue to wait. Wait on Him. Wait on the fulfilment of the words that He has spoken, and try to enjoy the today and not get caught in the worry of tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow. Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow, but robs today of its strength and its joy (said someone.) I have to trust that I have done right and am doing right, for I have tried and continue to try to move in obedience to His will and His words.
I just want to go and do something. I am reading Jackie Pullinger's Chasing the Dragon and I hear about incredible people all over the world doing incredible things for the Kingdom and I want to go and do something for the God I love so much. But apparently the time is not yet. I watch and wait and pray.
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