Waiting
Desperately, helplessly, longing, I cried.
Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate,
The Master gently said, “Child, you must wait!”
“Wait? You say, wait!” my indignant reply.
“Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is your 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.
Once again my Master replied, “You must wait.”
So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,
And I 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 run.
All you seek 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 could see.
“You’d never experience that fullness of love
As the peace of my Spirit descends like a dove;
You’d know that I give 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 makes 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 ones 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 though oft my answers may seem terribly late,
My wisest of answers is still but to WAIT."
Desperately, helplessly, longing, I cried.
Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate,
The Master gently said, “Child, you must wait!”
“Wait? You say, wait!” my indignant reply.
“Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is your 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.
Once again my Master replied, “You must wait.”
So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,
And I 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 run.
All you seek 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 could see.
“You’d never experience that fullness of love
As the peace of my Spirit descends like a dove;
You’d know that I give 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 makes 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 ones 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 though oft my answers may seem terribly late,
My wisest of answers is still but to WAIT."
PRAYER:
Lord, With all the trials we encounter, with all the disheartening heartbreaks, with all the uncarried plans, with the irritating questions of "when, Lord?," and with your many answers of "just WAIT, my child, " i know you have better plans for us . i know behind these unavoided turmoil, you've laid well deserved victories for us in the end. You gave these trials to us so you can see how deep our faith is for you, my Lord. We know that whatever obstacles you put us in, we can maneauver out of it because YOU are there to guide and protect us. Forgive all our shortcomings as we forgive those who sinned against us. Shower us with your mercy and grace. We asked you these in your most precious name, AMEN.
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