Can you see my hand raised across cyber-space? I’m practically jumping up and down in my chair as I type. All I want is an answer. Do this or do that. Write this way or write that way. Instead, I get the feedback “you’re really good at this. Go for it.” Or even worse, “What do YOU want?”
I don’t know!
If I knew, my life would be blissfully simple. (Please don’t interrupt my moment of self-delusion.)
It would be simple to say “yes” or “no.” Decisions would be a snap. “This fits my vision for my life, writing, service.” Fill in the blank.
Instead, I just want to make people happy. No. Really I want to please God, and sometimes it’s easier to gauge that by making people happy. Ugh. I hate to admit that even as the words escape onto the page. I’m supposed to have outgrown this. Moved beyond this need to please.
So while I search for answers, I think the best thing I can do is step back and wait on God. Anyone have any advice for this Type A on how to do that?!?!