I’m not normally at a loss for words.
But lately I have been. Often, in fact. Believe it or not, at times, I run out of words. I run out of opinions. I run out of ideas.
I run out of me.
I don’t think it’s a bad thing. This isn’t some self-deprecating, “woe is me” deal. It isn’t a lament at all. It isn’t a lack of hope or confidence. It isn’t because I’ve gotten out of touch with how I feel, or because I’m in a bad place.
Actually, I’m in a great place.
I’m in a place of quiet trust.
It’s place where I know I can’t make it all better. I can’t fix much of anything. I don’t understand much of anything. I have very few answers, much less a plan.
But I do have peace.
And that, I have discovered, is everything.
“Trust in the Lord completely, and do not rely on your own opinions. With all your heart rely on him to guide you and he will lead you in every decision you make.” -Proverbs 3:5 TPT
That is my plan. That is my one enduring opinion. That is my story.
That is my privilege.
It is a privilege to commune with Him in a place of quiet trust. No fanfare. No fireworks. Just the ongoing security of a relational bond that has been tested over and over again and not just survived, but thrived.
It is privilege to lean on Him and not on my own understanding. It is a privilege to enjoy the simple pleasure of walking hand-in-hand with Him each and every day. It is a privilege to just be His.
Answers will come where they need to come. Direction will come when it needs to come. There will be grace and sufficiency for the path ahead.
In the meantime there is grace for today. There is grace to be here. There is grace in this place of not knowing. Grace in this place of quiet. Grace in this place of trust. And that’s exactly where you’ll continue to find me…
Leaning on Him.