only to find myself three feet from where I started.
I was finally taught how to fly...
but was not told where to go.
at least I am three feet ahead.
I am somewhere between thankful and bitter.
On the verge of something bigger.
On the verge of something that could change everything.
somewhere between
somewhere between
somewhere between
I am ready for Him to step in and do
so I do not think I have to.
Step in and be.
so I can learn to trust.
I am waiting while moving forward.
timidly trusting... and learning to hope.
This is a year of completion.
I do not know what that means.
But somewhere inside of me I was told this is true.
i like the word completion. i like what it means.
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I know... I was simply pointing out the similarity of ideas. =)
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