Some days I'm not sure what to think.
I'm especially curious about the way God works.
It is not our way.
It is far, far greater.
Far more meaningful. Purposeful. Planned.
Every move is with intention.
I find myself fascinated. Puzzled. Curious.
But also, trusting. Waiting. Knowing.
Isaiah 64:8 NIV
"Yet you, Lord, are our Father. We are the clay, You are the Potter; we are all the work of your hand."
Today, amidst the unknowing, confusing and even at times frustrating, I am eternally grateful to be in His grip!