Walk. Wag. Repeat.

I heard a question, “How are you waiting?” His answer sounds like an attitude.  “Can The Holy Spirit anoint you but then send you into a place that doesn’t look like where you’re going to be?”  That sounded like how “Yes” looks to me.  I thought it was a coherent thought - I had to right it down.  

I heard it in the kitchen today. 

I thought that was pretty neat timing because I know I am loyal to my “No” but I have felt faithful in my “Yes”.  

I was talking to myself here about “No” just previously while I wondered about my relationship with “Yes”.  I know my relationship with “Yes” is good, too, because my relationship with prayer is good.  I am good in silence - and I have taken time to understand that relationship with myself.  

The strangest thing about my relationship with “No” is that I can count on my left hand how many times I’ve actually communicated the two letters of it. 

 “No” always feels like it actually began with “Yes” - I always know why that is, too.  I never have an excuse for saying “Yes” when I know it’s a “No” from me in a perfect world.  I always have an answer. 

I say left hand because the state of my right hand feels like it has always been holding something and unavailable for counting. 

I know exactly the “Yes”s I have said to receive my gift from God in my faithfulness.  I think to receive God’s gifts from being a blessing, saying “Amen” is good, too.  That “Amen” just hits a little different than the “Amen” that’s good to say in obedience.  

I like St. Teresa of Avila’s quotes, too.  I can connect with them like I have discovered I understand St. Augustine’s.  I can relate to all Saints quotes, but you just feel the ones you connect with…