There is so much I want to say. So much I want to weave into words. I think I’ve halfway written about 5 posts in the last couple weeks that are left just sitting in my drafts folder.
There’s much I want to write. Words are circling in my brain. But He doesn’t allow me to click “publish” just yet. He hasn’t even given me the real, genuine words just yet.
I want to write, but He is busy writing me.
So, I stop mid-sentence. Shut my mouth.
And just wait.