Rambling about Trust.

There are a few ideas going on inside me right now.
Whether they are happening in my heart, or in my mind, or just as some weird chemical unbalance in my brain, I do not know.
It's like the space between all thought and all feeling, and I can't seem to determine which category these ideas belong to.
But I do know that whatever ideas are happening are happening too quickly for me to grasp and understand fully.
And I am slowly becoming restless.

The only kind of category I can box these ideas into is the category about life in the future, and... and that's it I think.
It is sort of like I know what kind of moments I'd strive to have in my living time on earth, but I couldn't say how they would come about, or how I'd go about myself to bring them about. Which is where the beauty of trusting in the Lord comes in, right?
He is the one directing me on this uncertain path that is my life.
However, the strange thing is this:
Instead of having just a little part of my path lit up close to my feet, and the rest still in the dark so that I can only take small steps to understand the rest, it feels the other way around.
It seems like there is a part of my path lit up further down the road, but I haven't gotten there yet. And I would like to, but the path directly in front of me is in the dark, so I cannot see how to get there.

This is where those uncertain ideas are coming into play.
They could be prompts from the Lord, nudging me in His direction, and showing me which steps to take.
But then I can't see these ideas properly. They are just out of focus.
I guess I could just resort to the word "yet"...
I can't see the ideas properly... yet.
I hope that's all I need to say right now. I guess if not, He'll tell me otherwise.

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So after the rambling is done, and I have achieved not all that much out of this post, I feel at least a little settled, being able to lay down the ideas neatly (as neatly as I can) in a way that makes (as much) sense (as I could).
At least I feel at ease with waiting. Until my Saviour tells me otherwise, I'll be right here, listening for my next instruction. Now with my ideas a little more settled, I'm all good.
I believe there can be times in life where we are meant to stand still.