I was waiting for God to practically yell an answer at me. And then one day as I was walking I remembered he speaks in a still small voice. And the whispers I was hearing ended up being the thing I have decided to do.
I thought I needed a huge, sure sign, when really I knew the answer if I stopped and listened.
And then I got just a little sliver of confirmation. After I made the decision. I still don't like to talk as though it is a sure thing, because in reality it is not. But it's about as sure as I will be about it until it actually happens. I'm kinda like that. I don't believe it until it happens. Because plans get changed all the time
I'm glad I took that walk to the park and listened, and remember his methods on the way back
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