I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and in his word I put my hope. My
soul
waits for the Lord more than watchmen wait for the morning, more than
watchmen wait for the morning.
(Psa. 130:5,6) (See Psa. 5:3; 130:5-7;
17:14;
37:7. 34; 38:15; 119:84)
"WAIT"
(Author Unknown)
Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried: Quietly, patiently,
lovingly
God replied. I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate, and the Master
who
gently said, "Child, you must wait."
"Wait?" You say, wait!," my indignant reply. "Lord, I need answers, I
need
to know why! Is you hand shortened? Or have you not heard? By faith, I
have
asked, and am claiming your Word.
"My future and all to which I can relate hangs in the balance, and You
tell
me to wait? I'm needing a 'yes' a go-ahead sign, or even a 'no' to
which I
can resign.
"And Lord, You promised that if we believe we need but to ask, and we
shall
receive. Lord, I've been asking, and this is my cry: I'm weary of
asking! I
need a reply!"
Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate, as my Master replied once
again,
"You must wait." So, I slumped in my chair, defeated and taunt, and
grumbled
to God, "So, I'm waiting...for what?"
He seemed, then, to kneel, and His eyes wept with mine, and He tenderly
said, "I could give you a sign. I could shake the heavens, and darken
the
sun. I could raise the dead, and cause mountains to ruin.
"All you ask me I could give, and pleased you would be. You would have
what
you want - but, you wouldn't know Me. You'd not know the depth of My
love
for each saint: You'd not know the power that I give to the faint.
"You'd not learn to see through the clouds of despair: You'd not learn
to
trust just by knowing I'm there; you'd not know the joy of resting in
Me
when darkness and silence were all you can see.
"You'd never experience that fullness of love, as the peace of My
Spirit
descends like a dove; you'd know that I live and I save (for a start),
but
you'd not know the depth of the beat of My heart.
"The glow of My comfort late into the night. The faith that I give when
you
walk without sight. The depth that's beyond getting just what you asked
of
an infinite God, who make what you have last.
"You'd never know, should your pain quickly flee, what it means that
'My
grace is sufficient for Thee.' Yes, your dreams for your loved one
overnight
would come true. But, Oh, the loss! If I lost what I'm doing in you!
"So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see that the greatest of
gifts is to get to know Me. And through oft' may My answers seem
terribly
late. My most precious answer of all is still, 'wait.' investing in the
eternal.