tick, tick, tick, tock

How have I gone through the last eight months?

The same way eight weeks passed,

how I survived the first eight days,
how I made it through the first eight hours,
and how I lived the first eight minutes-
one tick of the clock at a time,
resting in the arms of God.

Living, 

aware of Him,
trusting Him,

relying on Him,
one moment at a time,

is the only way I can do more

than merely exist.

Because He has been faithful in all of my yesterdays, choosing to trust Him with everything in my today and any tomorrows I face is the only decision that makes sense to me.

Though I may not understand, nor always agree, or like what is going on, I have learned to wait on Him. 

His timing, His way of working, is never wrong.

“Seek the Lord while He may be found;

call upon Him while He is near;
let the wicked forsake his way,
and the unrighteous man his thoughts;
let him return to the Lord, 
that He may have compassion on him,
and to our God,
for He will abundantly pardon.
'For My thoughts are not your thoughts,
neither are your ways My ways,'
declares the Lord.
'For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
so are My ways higher than your ways
 and My thoughts than your thoughts.'"

Isaiah 55:6-9