It's coming. I have no idea what it is, but it's big and I'm expectant. God has put me in this time of waiting for a reason.
For patience? For trusting? for preparing? Maybe. But preparing for what? Why patience? what should I trust for?
The past several days blend together. Monday is the same as Friday. Tuesday and Saturday feel alike. I wake up wondering 'Is today the day?' and go to bed wondering if 'it' happened. I wish I knew what 'it' was. An idea? An event? A change? God only knows.
So Lord, I'm waiting. And wondering. And expecting, trusting and preparing.
Because that's all I can do. It's coming.
"Those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength. They shall mount up on wings like the eagle."