Am on my way… Even though the end is not in sight, i am on my way.
That seems to be what the Holy Spirit is nudging me to do: to trudge on, just keep walking & not give up. The raging battles will make sense in due time, the times of solitude will yield its fruits, the loss will be recovered.
I am going at my pace, slow perhaps, but necessary. Am trying not to be rushed by the future, nor slowed down by the past. I’ll get there, somehow, in good time, in His time, to be where I’m meant to be.
Paced… By Abba… I’ll get there…