He Is Always Ready and Waiting

When the teeniest last sliver of hope slides out of your mind cells, gliding away peacefully on the dying throes of a mean winter’s day that is when God comes in and takes over, speaking to the glimmer of hope a caring angel pushed inside your smallest self, moments before your soul was completely finalized. wise ones will let go sooner rather than later, releasing their hopes and dreams, trusting that someone much wiser will take the reins. He is always waiting, ready to pick up. Believe. Let Go. Let Him. Don’t always go kicking and screaming into what you have needed all along.