So...funny thing before I actually start the real post...my right calf is now noticably larger than my left calf (b/c of the sprained ankle and walking on crutches). Pretty much the only bruising that is left is on my toes and the back of my calf...random places. It is still swollen a little bit and I still can't bend it very much, but I think it is slowly healing. I'm hoping in a week to be able to walk at least somewhat normally...
So this morning as I was sitting out on my balcony spending some time with God, I realized that most of my quiet times are ususally spent with me trying to figure stuff out. I try so hard to figure out what God is teaching me and why I am in certain circumstances. I think about what it is He is doing in me and what He wants me to do. When I can't figure it out I get a little (or maybe alot) frustrated.
Now, while I don't think there is anything wrong with seeking to figure these things out, also think I have let it consume my time with God. Instead of simply seeking Him, I am seeking answers. I know those answers won't come until God is ready to reveal them to me, so why am I trying so hard? I also know that I may never get all the answers I am seeking. That drives me crazy, but I have to accept it.
The answers will come in God's timing.
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