I’m growing very impatient as I wait on God’s direction. I don’t want to jump the gun but I don’t like just sitting here and waiting for something to happen.
I want to work hard and work long hours and give…and live…and grow.
Today I spent some time trying to figure out which city I might try next. I want to stay in the South because I’m not interested in snow plus I love the South.
I asked God to move me with an opportunity but none have presented themselves. Maybe I should look into moving back to the A, there are plenty of publications there. But I don’t want to live in that city. If I have to go back for a minute I don’t mind.
Maybe Florida…But where?
I’m thinking I should sublease my apartment and just…head out.
But I don’t want to make a move until God gives me a sign. I want Him to lead the way.
I’m strong enough to do it again. I like it here but there’s nothing for me here.
I’m trying to wait for a sign but I just wanna know that I’m progressing through this journey. I don’t feel like it. I feel like I’m still where I started even though I’ve had some amazing experiences and have come into contact with some really important people.
~sigh~
I’ll give it another week of prayer and then I’ll choose another city. Until then I’ll keep researching publications and sending my resume out. Then I’ll look up hostels and see what happens. I hear the ones in Florida are nice…
I really don’t wanna go back in the streets but…I can’t just sit here like this…
God, please give me a sign… point me in the right direction and I’ll move. If you can’t speak to me, then please give me the wisdom to make the right choice. I’m just trying to position myself to take care of my sons.
I’m trying to do the right thing and follow my peace. My peace says STAY here but…I don’t see why or how… What are you saying to me? Why am I here?