waiting is hard. i have never done it well, ask my husband. it is a disruption to what i desire most in the moment.
waiting is painful. it does more than delay my hopes, it strips me of myself reminding me of my condition.
utterly desperate for Jesus.
i am currently waiting on behalf of loved ones.
loved ones who are hurting and hoping and clinging.
moment after moment, they wait.
i know He who commanded the waves and scattered the stars could speak and it would be finished. but He meets us in the wait as it presses us into Him and sometimes onto our faces.
He waits to be encountered
to show Himself Strong
to move in our midst
to receive glory
isn’t this true in all of biblical history?… God fulfilling promise after promise to those who wait on Him.
and so i wait… overcome by His presence, expecting His power, needing more of Him.
He makes all things beautiful in His time.
We wait in hope for the Lord; he is Our Help and Our Shield.
In Him our hearts rejoice, for we trust in his Holy name. Ps. 33:20-21