Being Pouty

Not seeing God’s direction is sometimes frustrating. I can give Him complete trust, know it will all work out…but being completely blind and unaware seems almost unfair. ha. It’s like I’m a little kid telling my Daddy it’s not fair. I can just imagine a young child with their arms crossed, a pouty lip, and with a stomp of their foot on the ground. He knows what and when and where…is it really important for me to see it too? Not really…though I can’t help wishing He’d at least confirm the bigger plans and their direction. That’d be pretty nice of Him. *sigh*

As of right now, I’m basically slowly beginning to move. After some pacing back and forth for the past few months, God’s begun to open doors. Since school started I’ve reached nothing but closed doors; some of those doors needed to be slammed in my face for me to get the picture. I’m only beginning to get a glimpse of my open doors and He has begun letting me walk through some doors. It’s a very slow process…and I almost feel like I’m not going to have time for it all.

I actually feel like I have no time at all. I have so many ideas of what I feel like God might want me to do for the next few years and I wonder how He’ll get it all in. How will my schedule work out just so??? ahh, but I suppose this is where the major trust time hits. I’ve given Him my life, I’m following Him in NEW directions, and now all I need to do is trust that He’s going to get done exactly what He wants to get done in the next few years. (and then the rest of my life) mmmm. I feel better.

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