It seems like sometimes I don't know what to do with my time. My mind races in so many directions. No matter how many times I ask God what I'm suppose to be doing, it seems like sit and wait is the answer. That's fine, but I still feel like I'm wasting time.
My current thought is I pray, make an attempt at something, and if it doesn't pan out I know God doesn't want that for me. So instead of "...when He closes one door, He opens another," I'm choosing "...sometimes He doesn't open the door." That means I have to move along and choose another door. Or who knows, I may have to go through the window or be lowered through the roof. Anyway, I do know I'll end up wherever God wants me. I always do!