“Having faith that God will bring me through to complete my journey is my only refuge and hope.”
I have been grumbling about being stuck somewhere that may not be best for me while the gate remains unlocked. Bobby admits grumbling about the road after walking through the gates. I think his is more valid. Not to say grumbling at any point in our walk is right, I just point out the sadder state of my grumbling.
Though I have found myself planning, and justify it by claiming some level of influence, I can’t help but think of the instructions to the Israelites. Get your stuff ready tonight, we leave tomorrow, and pack lite. I’ve been getting ready for a while, and to this point I’ve packed so much junk, I probably couldn’t get through the gate anyway. Plus, the date isn’t exactly written in ink on the calendar.