Patiently waiting.

Closer to my dreams constantly repeating in my head. Laying down at night and thinking ahead. My future is tomorrow and even counting later today, these tiny steps I take are helping to lead the way.

My faith? I trust. My faith? In you know who, Jesus my savior always there to come through. My faith? Questioning. My faith? Restart. My faith? It’s hard, but I know what he says is true.

Patiently waiting.

Waiting for a sign, a glimpse of peace. Rainbows and sunshine, a time of release.

Chilling in a hammock, hat tipped down, covering my face, swaying in the wind feeling some of his Grace.

Patiently waiting. I have a smile on my face, patiently waiting how I’ve strived to be at this moment, time, emotional state, hour, and place.