I come humbly before the Lord asking for his will. Nothing more, nothing less. And I find myself scrambling for anything that might look something like it...an open door, a nugget of truth. Like a scavenger I scurry around in search of an answer. But there are lots of times when God doesn't give us an answer just for the sake of satisfying our demands. So I wait.
"For the director of music. Of David. A psalm. I waited patiently for the LORD; he turned to me and heard my cry." -Psalm 40:1
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