I sat on the couch jaded, frustrated and annoyed.
When will my time come, when will my light shine, when will my purpose began?
I looked to the hills from whence cometheth my help, my help comes from the LORD.
"LORD, what is it that you want me to do?"
The LORD said, "Be patient."
"Patient?!"
"Yes, patient."
"God, how do I be patient when my bills need paying, and I feel like I hit a brick wall on my purpose?"
God said, "Why are you mad at me?"
"Haven't I provided all your needs."
"Don't I take care of you?"
Then I felt a stabbing, aching pain in my heart and my eyes became glossy with tears.
I felt the hurt surrounding God's questions to me.
I began to reflect on the many times God had saved my life, provided for me and performed so many miracles and wonders.
I had to check my ego.
I'm sorry God. Thank you for all that you are doing and have constantly done for me.
