Trying to engage my mind and heart with searching for God's fingerprints, His patterns, His leading. Afraid I (like most) make it more difficult than it truly is, probably in order to reserve for myself the right to filter out the possibilities that don't agree with me. Asking and listening are frightening prospects. Sometimes I hear counsel that smacks of wisdom from friends, yet know I'll go another way.
My vision is becoming clearer when I stop looking so far ahead. Today's faithfulness is often remarkably simple, while tomorrow's faithfulness remains a fearful, impossible puzzle. Wonder sours to fear when I ask "What will I do?" rather than "What will He do?" This moment, this one, often calls for less consideration and more presence from me. Sometimes I ask what God is up to rather than seeing how He is already at work and seeking to join Him there.
Sometimes I'm afraid. Sometimes I'm not.