My Journal is on Crack
Life seems to slip on by when you're not looking.
It seems I'm never looking b/c I'm always focused on tomorrow... or yesterday.
I have a problem w/ residing in the past... I have a permanent dwelling there.. a nice little summer cottage where I raise bunnies and go swimming in the lake.
And when it's not in season to visit my summer home in the Past, I abide in the Future.. where my whole life is just not progressing fast enough, and I must know the answers right now.
I wish that life were clear-- I wish more than anything that I had direction and wisdom. I wish God had an email system or would call me up and tell me what He wants with my life.
Some say that life would be uninteresting in such a scenario.
You know what I hate more than anything? Sharing with someones that you KNOW you are called to a certain thing, only to watch as that certain thing falls through the floor. I think that for one moment God is opening doors in my life, just to find out later that it was only a doggy door, and my fat head is too big to fit through.
God help me.
I have a problem w/ residing in the past... I have a permanent dwelling there.. a nice little summer cottage where I raise bunnies and go swimming in the lake.
And when it's not in season to visit my summer home in the Past, I abide in the Future.. where my whole life is just not progressing fast enough, and I must know the answers right now.
I wish that life were clear-- I wish more than anything that I had direction and wisdom. I wish God had an email system or would call me up and tell me what He wants with my life.
Some say that life would be uninteresting in such a scenario.
You know what I hate more than anything? Sharing with someones that you KNOW you are called to a certain thing, only to watch as that certain thing falls through the floor. I think that for one moment God is opening doors in my life, just to find out later that it was only a doggy door, and my fat head is too big to fit through.
God help me.