restless.

Someone help me think.

I am restless.

Chelsea told me that a few weeks ago and it hit the nail on the head.

That's the perfect word to describe where my mind's at.

Restless.

I am craving change.

I am longing for a new chapter--something rich and promising.

Something exciting and exhilarating.

Something lasting.

Something unknown. Someone unknown? Somewhere unknown?

I can't put my finger on it.

I'm praying, because it seems the only logical step at this moment.

I'm not the type to quit my job and run away on a whim.

But I might day dream about it.

About the adventure of something new.

I don't love the uncertainty of where I am right now.

My world's been flipped a little wildly the last few months.

I am begging Jesus for a couple of things.

One of them---

DIRECTION.

What's next Lord?

Am I the only one who wishes I could sit right down with him and sip coffee and talk for hours and know precisely what I should do next?