Wrestling with God

Pages and pages of notes are cluttered with random thoughts, midnight revelations, conflicting questions, and scattered verses of Scripture. I am on a quest to learn, to know, to understand. But the treasure lies buried yet beneath the surface. I am wrestling with God to find it. He seems at times to be obscuring it, urging me to dig in another place; and at times whispering clues, painting pictures in my mind of the reward that is to be had. Fuzzy pictures, to be sure. For the clarity has not yet come. But it will. I will keep wrestling until it does. Until God sends me away with a blessing.

“Open thou mine eyes, that I may behold wondrous things out of thy law.” Psalm 119:18

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