Meanwhile at the Potter's..
July 2013. I wait. I stand and face the uncertainty that is rushing towards me.Days are flying by and I wait for answers.I have a thousand promises from God in the passive part of my mind.Yet,what is tangible seems more real than all the promises I cannot see.And there I stand and ask myself..What is really the purpose of my life?Why am I here?Whats my role?In expectation that I will see dramatic changes and miracles,I run to God.But I hear Him seal it on my heart..that He is enough.He is the Great "I AM". So I'm encouraged ever so slightly to keep moving.to not give up.Even when so many other voices and faces tell me to stop this struggle,I have a promise from Him.My heart fails me,but His unfailing voice tells me to hold on.Have seen enough to simply believe Him?Yes.I have. I realize now that waiting is not a passive action.Its active.Its where all the pruning happens.Its where all the movement of God's Kingdom happens,underneath the surface.Where,the Potte...