Praying, pleading for God to answer
to do something
To step in and give some small glimpse of His Glorious Presence and Mighty Power.
But the sun sets on one more day without any sign
or trace of hope.
Nothing at all.
Waiting can be so very hard.
Where are you, Lord?
Do you hear my prayer?
Do you see?
I’m tempted to force a solution –
To push invisible boulders out of the way like Sarah of old
“Learn to trust Me,” He whispers.
Behind every wait our Father works
tenderly, lovingly, carefully preparing the way.
His Time will never be hurried.
Many wait for years and years
tear stained prayers
on bended knees
Outstretched hands and open mouths.
Waiting is so very hard.
when the answer comes
after so many days and months and years of waiting
joy breaks forth with symphonies of praise
and glorious overflowing.
Angels singing as I slowly begin to realize that He’s teaching me to trust His Will.
Humbled soul bowed low in worship as once more His Love washes over me.