An unfamiliar place is where I am, I'm restless, tired and at times overwhelmed. In this place eventhough restless, there is peace and at other times no relief.
I find it strange in this place where I find grace to run this race, at times it feels like I am all alone and then I find others that sing the same song.
I know that this is of my Father's doing, in me His purpose is truly growing. At times I'm anxious to crack the shell, but He says "no, in this there is no set bail".
No where to run, no where to hide, only in Him can I confide and there could be danger on the other side.
So I must stay in the cocoon, in the safety of His hands, am I able to endure the process, yes I can.
I may lose friends in this process oh yes, but for me He knows what is best.
This is my season to refrain, while He shakes the residue of what remains.
Copyright 2009 by Sheila M. Herron __Living Epistle Ministries
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