I Got Nothing...

There is nothing to say that hasn't already been said.
There is nothing to do that hasn't already been done.
There is nothing to pray that hasn't already been prayed.

So why do I still feel at a loss?
Why do I still feel as if something is missing?
Why can't I put my hand on it?
Why can't I understand it?

What am I suppose to do now? Just wait??

Comments

Anonymous said…
The waiting room is necessary. You don't want to run out on the runway before the plane has landed and is ready for you to board. Don't miss your flight!
8:37 PM
'b' said…
what if, maybe, you've put too much hope in the wrong thing?

as much as it isn't what you want, maybe you've been wanting something that God doesn't want for you. and despite having to wait now and hope, maybe the loss, the "something missing" is God's way of telling you it isn't ... perfect?

i'm always cautious when i hear about people who finally get what they've always wanted. more often than not, it's the idea that they (we) want, and not the thing itself.

just be careful, kim, and be wise.
3:12 AM
Kim said…
But I have prayed...not my will, but Your will God. And I meant it! And I know that out of everyone in existence, God surely doesn't want me to suffer. He wants the best. So I'm trusting in Him. But it's hard. And if it's not what God wants, then I'm trusting Him to lead me somewhere else.

Thanks for your concerns...just pray for me. :)

And Anonymous....I like your comment better! hehe!!
9:19 AM
snb-the glamourista said…
i wish that sometimes the reality was as good as the fantasy. but...being girls, we often think so hard and long about what we'd like to happen and in our mind it gets placed on a pedestal. then, if and when the thing that started our dreaming arrives, it doesn't compare to the fictitious world we've built around it.
then again...maybe things feel out of place because everything is still in process. don't panic yet!
7:08 PM
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