"I prayed for freedom for twenty years, but received no answer until I prayed with my legs."
Frederick Douglass, Former slave, abolitionist, editor, and orator (1817-1895)
On the train back to the old place unsure if any memory is left there Surely there must be an old cigarette burn hissing embers fusing ...
It's a balance. Sometimes we have to act, sometimes we can't. Sometimes God says yes. Sometimes he says not yet. Sometimes he says I have something better in mind.
ReplyDeleteAnd it's through the prayer that sometimes our hearts are changed to see things the right way... or the best way for us, given the circumstances.
Don't know if that makes sense or not...