When Changing Times Leave Us Spinning

Times of transition often leave me disoriented and downright frustrated. When pressure holds me down and unanswered questions weigh heavily on my mind, I am strategically positioned to grab hold of God. But many times I go forward—relying on my own strength—because I don’t like waiting my turn. My heels get worn with callouses after many rounds of limbo and eventually I land flat on my back in exhaustion—in need of healing—as the ceiling spins overhead.

Waiting for the next thing is hard. I...