Everything was going along fine. No worries. Sure there were a few bumps in the road, but God and I had it all under control. God was taking care of the here and now. We were trusting Him for the future as well. Then suddenly, everything changed.
It was like someone turned out the lights The darkness was thick as mud. I couldn't see my hand in front of my face. When I turned to look behind me, it was like a cliff where someone had snatched the past out of my life. Even the ground under my feet seemed to be shifting like quicksand.
I called out for help but my words seemed to bounce off the darkness as in a canyon. There was no one around me. I reached out to find a friend or even just something solid to hang on to but there was nothing. My arms were flailing all about, but the more I moved the more the sinking ground sucked me into the abyss.
Then I hear a still small voice saying "Be still, be still". My mind knew that I needed to stop and get control, but my body refused to listen as my arms and feet flew in every direction. I couldn't stop. I could only cry out for help that seemed to never come.
Have you ever felt like this? I imagine most of us have at one time or another. I recently found myself in the muck and mire of betrayal and uncertainty. God has been helping me keep my eyes on Him, but we have a ways to go. I'm still waiting for God to move on my behalf, but I am learning how to be still. I thought maybe some of you might want to join me in learning to Wait on God and Trust His Timing. Are you willing? Come and go with me. I would love the company.
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