If I fell...
I would fall hard. There would be no bringing me back, no resuscitating me. I would be a beyond a mess if it fell apart.
Do I fall? I've held off for so long, hanging by a thread, waiting for the cut to come, waiting for the rush of air against my face, waiting for God's voice to lead me into this. I cannot lack patience, not now, not when I am so close.
Hang on. Wait. Wait on the Lord. Wait for His timing. It will happen if it is suppose to. Wait. Wait.
Do I fall? I've held off for so long, hanging by a thread, waiting for the cut to come, waiting for the rush of air against my face, waiting for God's voice to lead me into this. I cannot lack patience, not now, not when I am so close.
Hang on. Wait. Wait on the Lord. Wait for His timing. It will happen if it is suppose to. Wait. Wait.