One word. A lifetime of prayer and progress. I wish I knew more about it.
I am at a time in my life when I am trying to "discern" more than ever. At 40 - and currently out of work - I really feel that I am at a true crossroads.
God is calling. But what does He want? I think I know. Or is that me talking?
Maybe discernment isn't a definitive moment in time. One where you can say, "Righ there! That's when God spoke to me."
Maybe it's a small smile. Walking a few steps in front with arms crossed - like a father when his child learns to walk or ride a bike.
He wants to see my dedication. My focus. Not on the "goal," but on Him. He needs to remain at the center of ALL things.
I read. I reflect. I pray.
There is no lighting, thunder, burning bush or e-mail.
Just a smile. A nod.
Just as a loving Father should.