waiting for the next word,
the next drop of ink that begins something new.
Sometimes The Word writes slowly
a flowing script,
a gentle steady pace,
and I see every upstroke, downstroke, and curve as it happens.
Looking back I see how each letter blended together to make a beautiful word
Sometimes The Word stamps!
a complete word.
in one complete motion.
jarring. vibrating. splintering.
an unexpected sudden mountain
in the otherwise pleasantly smooth landscape.
And my heart cries
Wait! Not that word!
That word doesn’t fit my dreams and plans!
That word changes my daily routine!
I know that word, and
it brings unknown.
But I also know The Word
and I know His Word
and the promises that
His Ways are higher than mine
so I can trust Him with the next chapter
even when it doesn’t look like I want it to.
and I’m thankful He prepared me for it
But I have to say, peeps,
as poetic and heartwarming as those words sound,
I’m a master at flashing my pearly whites,
blinding you to the fact that
inside I feel like I’m watching dreams die.
This is one tough lesson in the discipline of obedience and faith for me!
I’m waiting for my heart to catch up to my head.