silence

I prayed some dangerous prayers today.

"Lord, may I be a witness to ____"

"You know what's good for me. And maybe it's not my best. But I will submit."

But will I? Am I willing to give up what I think is best, for what God knows is best?

I need to look at this problems through new eyes. I know what my idea of a perfect outcome is. That would make life so much easier, I say. It would relieve the burden on me. God, if it turns out otherwise, I won't be happy. I'll be stressed. I'll be upset. Do you hear me?

Yes, my child. But you can't see past July. You will see how I work.

But what if I don't like the way you work? What if it hurts? What if it irritates?

Silence.

God speaks in the silence.

Wait, my child. Wait patiently. I am the Lord your God, who brought you out of captivity into a land of milk and honey. I am sovereign over all, and you are my child, my heir, my beloved. I love you, and I will give you the desires of your heart. Only long after me, and you will be fulfilled.