I wait for answers. I get partial answers, but they are incomplete. Now fully formed. I wait for clarification, and understanding. I wait with hope that things will continue to improve -- that there will be a resolution that brings peace, contentment, and joy.
The waiting is easier than it was. I’m feeling supported, and lifted up. I’m doing something good for myself this weekend. And I’m seeing improvements. Not perfection. Not my dreams come true. But I’m seeing changes. A softening as it were.
So I wait, because I trust in Him who never fails; He who knows better than I what I truly need.