Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Recently, I've been yearning for a space to call my own. A place where I can go and be quiet. A place to meet with my Maker (even though I talk to him throughout the day). A little get-a-way of sorts. A little space that's mine. Why I've had this yearning, I'm not sure. But it's there. A flicker of something that wants to burst into flames. Standing on the edge of something. Every morning I find myself laying in bed for a good 15 minutes praying and thinking. To have an area where I can pick up God's word, journal, think and pray lights something inside of me. I feel right now there are more questions than answers in my life. Will this space give me answers? Possibly. It'll give me the opportunity to search my heart, God's will and my life as to what is going on and what's with all the questions and discontent surrounding me. Hopefully this weekend I'll get a glimpse of my space as Ed has rearranged it in his mind to help me fulfill this desire inside of me. For this I love him more because he wants to help me find my way and be apart of my journey.