I should be cleaning my room.

I would like to see myself as my Father sees me:

whole
lovely
stunning
stellar
creative
enough
not too much
pure
happy
capable
pleasing
good

sometimes I do, sometimes I feel like a failure, or a dud.  I am waiting.  I haven't got much figured out.  He said decide.  so I started stepping.  I am thankful that my Ground is firm because my legs are shaking as I step, step, step in this direction and then that and waiting to see what will come.  waiting to see what He will do with my baby steps.

so far, I am waiting.  but the door to Greece was closed.  the door to Ecuador is opening.  the door of Japan will be swaying.  a new job is not to be found immediately.  there are more steps to take and there is more waiting for other things... where shall all those pieces land?  I don't know.  He does, so I pray for  Him to please give me faith to accept what He wants when He lets one piece at a time fall into place for the puzzle of my life.