You Must Wait

 

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!” was 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 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 taut

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 the 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 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 live and I save… (for a start),

But you’d not know the depth and love 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 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 one overnight could come true,

But, oh, the LOSS if I lost what I’m doing in you!

 

“Be silent, my child, and in time you will see

That the greatest of gifts is to get to know Me.

And, though oft’ may My answers seem terribly late,

My most precious answer of all is still ‘WAIT.’”

 

Author Unknown

 

“The Lord is good unto them that wait for Him, to the soul that seeketh Him.

 It is good that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the Lord.”

- Lamentations 3:25-26

 

 

The Best is Yet to Be

 

Sometimes I wonder what is best

in the way I should go.

Sometimes I really struggle

because I really want to know.

I want God's will but it is hard

to know what's right for me,

But 'midst these thoughts I  firmly feel

the best is yet to be.

 

"I know the plans I have for you,"

I hear my Savior say;

"Plans to prosper, not to harm you,

if you willingly obey.

Listen closely, I will tell you,

look around and you will see,

Things look dark for now I know,

but the best is yet to be.

 

This will, this plan, God has for me

may not be what I think.

I can struggle, I can fight it,

from my duty I may shrink.

But no peace will be my pillow,

and my dreams will not be free

'Til I yield my own desirings,

'cause the best is yet to be.

 

There is beauty in this trusting,

my life with riches he can fill.

I know the best, God's best for me,

is being in his perfect will.

God's will is the best for now,

but there's a better best for me-

There's a heaven in my vision,

and the best is yet to be.

Author Unknown

 "But as it is written, 'Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man,
the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.'" - 1 Corinthians 2:9

"For since the beginning of the world men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither hath the eye seen,
O God, beside thee, what he hath prepared for him that waiteth for him." - Isaiah 64:4

 

 

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