In the waiting, in the stillness, I have awakened.
The struggle and wrestling for ten long months kept me confined and focused on what is true.
I was aware that it would take audacious faith. I questioned myself, “Do I have that kind of faith?”
I remember We sat by the river’s edge many days and nights wondering, praying, Lord how would we ever cross the raging waters. The lodging was hard and uncomfortable. The first four months were cold and wet.
I still feel the chill in my bones even though Summertime has come and will soon be gone.