Baffled. Nervous. Scared. Uncertain.
Perhaps I am now where God can work within me. Thanks to my friend, Maria for sharing this poem.
The Real Work
It may be that when we no longer know what to do
we have come to our real work,
and that when we no longer know which way to go
we have come to our real journey.
The mind that is not baffled is not employed.
The impeded stream is the one that sings.
~”The Real Work” by Wendell Berry