For years, I've prayed. I've often asked God for advice, or help, or clear signs, or reassurance, you name it. I've had countless requests. Sometimes, I feel like I hear him clearly. Sometimes, I think I might be making it up in my head. It's really hard to tell sometimes. Generally, if it's based on good, it's from God. But that doesn't mean it's always God, either. Sometimes, we have good intentions or a good heart, and often the enemy can twist things that make them seem like they could be from God. I run into that a lot, actually. Fortunately, I've found a safe space in a friend or two and can check in with them when I get confused, and they can help me seek Godly clarity.
That said, every so often, I believe God clearly directs me, and it can take me by complete surprise.
Currently, I'm in the middle of a period of waiting. I've become quite familiar with these periods, as they've happened intensely and frequently over the past few years. This one is different, though, because it is a period I sought out, in a way.
A few months ago, I felt God leading me down a path I never expected. I took a leap of faith, leaned in, and pursued. And now, I'm waiting. I could be waiting indefinitely. I could be waiting days, weeks, months, years. I'm not even sure what I'm waiting for. I'm not sure if I'm waiting for a direct result, or if I'm just waiting for Him to tell me "well done, my faithful one. You followed where I led, and now you can rest easy in me."
It's really hard to say.
It makes me anxious. That's another test in itself. God tests me on my patience and the anxiousness in waiting. I've noticed a theme. I don't necessarily think it means that I've been terrible at it in the past, but clearly, he has more in store for me.
And I have no idea what it is.
So, here's to more praying, in the waiting, to to wearing my favorite shirt as a personal reminder while I wait.
For now, I'll leave this as it is. God will let me know if and when I should reveal more. But for now...