Waiting

A certain song has been going through my mind this evening, and I am confident it is from the Lord. We received some mail today that made me anxious. I have been waiting on the Lord this evening to overcome my anxiety and this is the song He just gave me.

"I waited, for the Lord on High.

I waited, and He heard my cry.

He pulled me out of my despair,

and showed me where to walk.

From fear into security,

from quicksand to the rock.
I waited, for the Lord on High.

I waited, and He heard my cry."

Waiting on the Lord, I feel He is asking me to write. That through my writing He will show me where to walk. And so I am beginning this blog. I feel I am supposed to begin this blog with an openness of heart. I have difficulty sharing what is inside, and over and over again, I feel the Lord has asked me to be open, to be real, to be honest. And so this blog is going to be just that, me, open and honest, me, real.

So today, I am waiting. I know that my security can only come from you, and so I wait.