It’s 11:58 PM.
Almost midnight.
Another day about to end.
Nothing to write.100-105 dumps
Waiting… Listening…
Nothing heard.
Is this like a watched pot that never boils?
[Deep sigh.]
Tomorrow is another day. If You’re willing, that is.
“Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness. I say to myself, ‘The Lord is my portion,210-260 pdf therefore I will wait for Him.”
Until tomorrow, then…
Waiting… Listening…
Abba’s Girl