I feel like every one of us goes through a period when they think one thing is going to happen and they have their future all planned out but then God says hold up, that’s not the plan. Back it up now, y’all. Oh wait, not cha-cha slide.
Aaaanywho, for a month or so I’ve been praying suuuper hard, “Lord, show me what to do next. Show me where I’m supposed to go now. Show me what you need me to do.” Nothing. Well, God was probably planning things, but I didn’t see them. So I started this desperate plea, “Lord I’m lost. I don’t know where to go or what to do. HELP. Give me signs, I don’t know. Give me something to show me what’s next, God.”
I started feeling restless, not like oh what am I feeling kind-of-thing. I mean the wake ups in the middle of the night just praying, pleading, and asking what’s next. I just wanted to do God’s will but I didn’t know how to get there.
It came. Closure. The end of a season of my life. The beginning of something new.
I have had so many different emotions and feelings I don’t even know what to do other than cry out to God at this point. A season ended. Another one has yet to start. I feel so lost. I can’t even figure out how to explain all the feelings I have to you. Good grief.
I always end up back at God’s throne of grace asking what’s next, what do you want from me. I may never understand why that door closed, but I have to trust that God will open another one. On HIS timing, not mine.
I came across a verse a couple days ago that I had never paid a lot of attention to previously but it really hit home.
“He has made everything beautiful in its time. Also, he has put eternity into man’s heart, yet so that he cannot find out what God has done from the beginning to the end.”
Ecclesiastes 3:11 ESV
Maybe you looked at this verse and thought hmm, that’s nice. BUT I’ll tell you what gets me. “He has made everything beautiful IN ITS TIME.” He has made every single little tee tiny, every giant thing, beautiful. Not quickly, not at a snail’s pace. In its time. I’ll leave the rest of the verse alone for now. So. Good.
He’s surely making beautiful things out of ashes.
I pray that you’d realize that and take it to heart.
All my love,