Let me just say- I do not have it all figured out. I really don’t have much figured out to be honest. And it’s taken me some time to be at peace with that. Of course I’m only in my twenties, but the reality is you will not figure life out. You will not reach a point, wherever you assume that point to be, where you will know with all certainty all the particulars and will no longer have questions. Life is a rolling plain. Parts of which you don’t see until you walk up on them.
So confession moment: I have never been stellar at waiting or uncertainty. Both feel like nails on a chalkboard to my get-it-done, Queen of Planning, Type A personality. I don’t like it. God, however, seems to really enjoy these spaces because 90% of our lives take place while we are waiting on something or other- a job, a raise, moving, a degree, a relationship, our lives to finally begin, etc. One such big waiting space was the Wilderness for the children of Israel. God had