I've given my problems to God, but I keep agonizing over them. It's like I'm taking my problems back, but I don't want them back. I believe in God and I believe He is working on all of them. From experience, I know that He is a way-maker. He has performed miracles-things that defy logic in my life, and at the eleventh hour. I just have to do my part, knowing that He will do the rest.
I'm going to agonize again. I know this, but I'm going to read this post every time doubt seeps into the crevices of my mind.
There comes a time when you have to be quiet and let God do what you've asked Him to do.
He's already working on it. Be patient, things have to be in alignment. You want another job? Perhaps your ideal job is waiting for someone to get a promotion from it. That new job has to be posted first. The person who had that job might be applying for another job and if she gets it, then her job will be available.
It's all part of The Lords' intricate planning. Be patient for the blessing to flow down to you. Just know that God's timing is perfect; you'll see.
While in Paris I saw an art exhibition currently showing the works of Malian Photographer Seydou Keita.
He is mostly known for his portraits of people and families he took between 1940 and the early 1960s and that are widely acknowledged not only as a record of Malian society but also as pieces of art. At church the previous sunday they spoke of the exhibition and I had to go see it, and take pics.
The first time I heard this song was during the world premiere of the movie Under The Cherry Moon. When I heard this instrumental, I knew instantly that this would be the music to which my bride would walk down the aisle.
I may be hopeless, but when I hear it, I feel hopeful again.
I can see myself living in Toronto or Paris, and it has nothing to do with my hatred of Donald Drumpf or my disliking Hillary Clinton, or my wanting to escape a certain situation; I've wanted to leave the U.S. since the last time I left Paris to return home.
I think I will make it happen. One of my closest friends in America is now a French citizen. My family wouldn't even know I moved if I didn't tell them. I have lived in Oregon 9 years and no one has visited me once. And yes, I have invited them many times.
If there's anything that Prince's death taught me was that tomorrow isnt promised. It could be taken away from you quicker than you can snap your fingers. Don't put off your dreams until tomorrow. Your tomorrow might not exist.