Patience....waiting. It's just the place that I'm at. My tendency is to panic. Think that I have heard Him wrong because NOTHING...I see NOTHING except, well, quiet. This time I'm not going to fight it. I will say, I have been crying my way through it, because it scares me, but it won't be the first thing I have had to do afraid. Being still is the scariest thing ever for me. Still make me face things, feel things and reflect. And so I'm here....still...waiting. Thankful.