I've been expecting God to provide big time for me here in my new location. I expected to have friends and a job and a bit of a social scene going on here by now. It hasn't happened in huge leaps and bounds- but little by little- almost like being served tea or coffee one drop at a time.
Sometimes God seems to answer prayers a little bit at a time- and maybe that's good, as it keeps me in the rightful place of a continual stare at Him for all my needs.
Medium: ink and prisma colors
