Time Will Tell

We are praying for the Lord to make it evident as to where we are supposed to be. At this point, I am not sure. We thought we had pretty clear directions and were taking steps in accordance with that, but those doors slammed shut, just as we prayed they would if they were not where we were meant to go.

Subtle. Pronounced, “suttle”. Not “sub-ti”l. It’s a subtle difference. I am not subtle, so I usually deliberately pronounce it “sub-til”. I don’t do hints. If you want me to do something, you need to tell me what it is that you want me to do. My wife has learned this about me. I know that God knew this about me before He formed me in the womb, so I figure He knows that He is going to have to have an angel appear, yell, “Fear not!” in my face while beating me about the head and shoulders with a burning bush infested with locusts and frogs. Did I mention that I am NOT sub-til?

I am pretty sure that something is going to happen in October. Cristy was driving down the road talking to a friend and was asked, “When do y’all think ya might know something?” Cristy told her we needed a pretty clear sign. At that moment she passed a street sign for October Road. Not sub-til.

We are ready for whatever He brings, but one thing I have learned is that it will be in His time. Not mine. I keep forgetting that, but then He reminds me again. And again.

And again.


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