It's been one of those days...
When at the end of the day you aren't quite sure where you stand...
But you know you won't forget the journey.
You will remember it always.
Some things changed.
Some things began.
Some things ended.
Some things happened and I don't know whether they began or ended,
So I wait.
Some things just were.
I bow my head.
Grateful for the journey.
For the gift of the storm.
For the dawn that approaches.
And for the wild daisies of my heart,
Which greeted me anew!
As if to say, we've been waiting too...
Waiting this whole time...
Waiting just for you.
They stood on the creek bank.
Quiet and unassuming.
Ready.
Wild.
Pure.
Gifts.
Smiling in the storm.
Renewed.
Watching for the first beams of morning light,
The gentle breeze,
When they will dance
As they are designed.
But for this moment,
They wait.
"Lead me in Thy truth, and teach me:
for Thou art the God of my salvation;
on Thee do I wait all the day. "
Psalm 25:5 KJV
