It was like God had been at the meeting with me. The meeting wasn't in a church, or some coffee house. It was in the office of a government run organization.
We didn't talk about God. We didn't talk about anything spiritual, or religious. We just talked about us partnering together on the music class I teach.
The children were in the room with us. Two sat on the floor drawing, and the older one sat in the chair next to me reading, and listening to the conversation.
I couldn't have asked for a better meeting because I would have felt selfish and unrealistic for such things, but it was like God was just there. With me.
So, why would He give me clarity now?
Hadn't I needed it before?
Wouldn't things be better if He had shown me these things sooner?
So many things could have been prevented if I had just understood but...
I wasn't ready.
I just wasn't ready.
I've been asking for what seems like a long time. Hopefully, a person would ask because they were ready, but I'm reminded that this isn't always the case. My children ask me questions all the time and their young brains aren't ready for the answers.
The path I'm on has led me to this place. The good, the bad, the loss, the love, the pain, and the joy.
Like a young child, I have been asking. I have pleaded with You, argued with You, and tried to negotiate with you.
I thank You for waiting until I was ready to see. To understand. To respond.
Thank You for Your patience, and Your timing in things as I continue to search and to ask.
Thank you for Your love in ALL things.