I know I havent written much lately. Nothing is really going on. Last month was a bust. Matt was sick the week I ovulated, which made intimacy pretty much non-existent. My period this time, even on medicine, was worse than it has been the past couple of months. I still havent made my appointment yet, but now I'll have that to add to the list of things I should talk to him about.
For the most part, I'm feeling just sort of "meh" all around. Except maybe at my job, which I love.
But just when I'm feeling pretty down in the dumps, a wonderful friend will chime in with something like this, and I feel so much better. There are no coincidences, friends. I'll leave you with this...
Waiting! Yes, patiently waiting!
Till next steps made plain will be;
To hear, with the inner hearing,
The Voice that will call for me.
Waiting! Yes, hopefully waiting!
With hope that need not grow dim;
The Master is pledged to guide me,
And my eyes are unto Him.
Waiting! Expectantly waiting!
Perhaps it may be today
The Master will quickly open
The gate to my future way.
Waiting! Yes, waiting! still waiting!
I know, though I've waited long,
That, while He withholds His purpose,
His waiting cannot be wrong.
Waiting! Yes, waiting! still waiting!
The Master will not be late:
Since He knows that I am waiting
For Him to unlatch the gate.
J. Danson Smith
