Do you ever feel like you’re just waiting for something to happen or for someone to arrive… nothing and no one person in particular but just waiting for some moment of clarity to give you direction? That somehow this incoherent mosaic of every day life, that you can’t even begin to dissect, will weld into one big picture and make some sort of sense…?
I’ve been feeling extra lost, lately, and I’m desperately waiting for that moment to salvage the last bit of integrity I have left.
"Even now," declares the LORD, "return to me with all your heart, with fasting and weeping and mourning." Rend your heart and not your garments. Return to the LORD your God, for he is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and abounding in love, and he relents from sending calamity.
Can you believe it…?
Even now… after the shit show of a year I’ve had. Even then.