I'm a doer. You know, someone who is performance oriented. I need to be doing something--something productive. I need to feel needed, wanted, valued, appreciated. I like checklists--writing them, prioritizing them, finishing them, checking it all off. I like to feel busy, be busy, sound busy. For you see, somewhere along my life I learned that this made me feel important, valued, needed, wanted and appreciated. Right now, I'm in a season of waiting. There are things that I enjoyed doing and/or I would like to be still doing that I know God has told me to say no to right now. Things that kept me busy, made me feel needed, wanted, valued and appreciated. Last night as I struggled with tears streaming down my face, I poured out my very empty feeling heart to God as I don't understand the why or how of this season of waiting. Then this morning, a quiet, gentle voice whispered a thought to me. Maybe I continue to be in this season of waiting because I haven't lear