The past few weeks have been difficult for me. The uncertainty of our future in ministry has weighed heavy on my mind and heart.
At times I find it hard to pray and when I do all I can pray about is direction. I find myself questioning God and wondering why the opportunities are growing but the funding is not.
I see all of these doors opening for Bible studies and camps and serving, and I am overwhelmed. Right now I don't understand God's plan. I don't understand His timing.
I am searching. Searching for a sign. The one that tells us what step to take next. Where is God leading us?
I am searching. Searching for answers. Why open all of these doors without providing the resources to walk through them?
I am searching. Searching for peace. Peace from the internal battle of doubts and questions.
I am searching. Searching for rest. Rest from the weariness of disappointments and discouragements.
I am searching. Searching for joy. The joy that comes from oneness with God. The joy that comes when you know you're walking obediently to His calling.
I'm searching the heart of God and listening for His reply.
I am a Christian, a wife, a mom, a VBS crafter, a coupon clipper, a thrift store shopper, a football fan, a cook, a student of the Bible and an avid reader.