Have you ever gone through a season of tears and aches and you sought answers and none was forthcoming?
Ever asked God (what you thought was) hard hard questions but instead of answers got the feeling that God was waiting on you?
In the last one year, I’ve had a fair share of those moments.
To borrow Floyd’s words, “that yank on the belly of your soul’, can leave one wordless. Or mumbling incoherently.
I hope to do neither…but this journey has been anything but neat or comprehensible.
A little back ground;