Why are you staring up at the sky?

What do we do when we know we need to move on, to get going into the next stage of life, new season, new thing but somehow our hearts feel stuck? For many of us, for our families, our communities and even our countries are facing very significant points of transition - personal transitions - loss of a loved one, new job, loss of job, loss of mobility, transition out of lockdown, transitions economically, climatically… But often times these transitions are not what we wanted. We can feel like they’ve been thrust upon us. So understandably our hearts feel resistant. Where is God? Is there a way forward?