Not one of those new year's resolution types.
The kind of goal that has been on my heart my whole life.
Before I even knew it was there...
Maturity brought understanding of what I want, brought it into picture, but logically it has felt more like a just a day dream of a possibility...children's' laughter in the distance.
Still...I make plans.
Some goals are all about doing, checking off lists and being done.
This goal feels out of my control, but I am willing.
So I do what I can do now to prepare for the opportunity,
and I pray.
Then, just like that He hears.
A casual kitchen conversation reveals that God works in mysterious ways. The day goes on like nothing happened, but I know....I witnessed hope with my own ears; still my heart is a little slow to celebrate...still cautious weighing reality, hope....my own fear.
Still distant, but every step is counts, so I record this mark.