October’s colorful leaves marked five months since surgery, which changed my life. I was still waiting… waiting for spinal healing, Waiting for my energy to return, waiting for my nerves to repair, and waiting for doors in my ministry to open.
As this verse popped out at me, I realized something. I was waiting on what I wanted God to do. I wasn’t waiting for Him to do what He wanted to do. Perhaps healing needed to take longer. Maybe ministry opportunities would come in a different form. Ever since this painful journey began over a year earlier, I’ve been learning to submit to God’s will, not Carolyn’s.