Looking for..

I think there comes a point when life comes to this place where everything seems to be blurry. Like...things are going by so fast that you can't even see what you want to because things are moving...constantly.

This is both wonderful and terrible. Wonderful in that I haven't been bored at work in nearly two weeks. Terrible in that I miss the little things. I miss quiet. I miss being alone. I miss being with people. I miss just talking for hours about nothing and everything. I miss writing. I miss reading because I want to.

I miss you.

And somewhere in the mix of things, somewhere where things come together and crash, I'm still trying to remember that God IS trustworthy. Pastor spoke Sunday about being disappointed by God. Not as the focus of his sermon, but just as some side note.

I swear to you that God is speaking to me through all kinds of random people and places. It's good. But at the same time, I'm still hanging in there for a very specific miracle. God, if you're out there, and you can hear me, meet me where I am. I promise I'm looking. You've promised I'll find you.

Here's to waiting.