Waiting and Listening...

Sometimes it seems the waiting and listening for His voice is more than I can take! And the working and cooking and knitting can't hide the pain. And I hear other's voices~ harsh and angry~ bitter and resentful~ a Bad wake-up from a beautiful weekend with my son. Then I receive a text message~ from she who simply understands. And I call my mama who reminds me to turn on my Christian music. Then I walk silently to my Jeep to knit, pray and wait for Matt's bus. A bit of knitting and prayer time with my Lord and I'll be ready for a sweet boy and an errand for work...

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