One of my favorite quotes all through college went a little like this: God is always speaking. We must choose whether to listen to his whisper, or wait for his brick. That's how the last 5 months of my life have felt. I've been listening, and listening, and listening. Yet, God still has more for me.
I don't listen long enough, or something, because I feel like he's constantly smacking me with a brick. It's ok. I know He means well. He is, after all, God. For the past few weeks, I've just wanted to scream, "I GET IT JESUS--NOW BACK OFF!" This attitude may actually be the reason for the bricks. I acknowlege that and continue to tantrum. I've listened. I've waited. I continue to do so...anxiously, of course.
Most days, I just want life to be normal. To return to a state of being from this time last year. I know thats boring, and thats not the life God designed for me...but it would be nice, for a little while. I actually began praying, and felt at peace with the idea last October that this next year was going to bring terrific things to my family. I didn't realize that in those prayers, and in that peace, life would look like it does today. I look forward to sharing more details about our journey soon, but for now, just pray that God maybe finds some foam bricks :)