we wait in fear for a happy ending we cannot write;
we wait for a ‘not yet’ that feels like a ‘not ever’.
waiting is the land between where things were and where things will be;
and you don’t get to choose when you get to a waiting room,
but you certainly get to choose how you will respond to waiting.
The Work of God in us while we wait is more important than what we are waiting for
I want to say more, but won't at this moment because i fear that to expound will dilute the potency of these words. Instead I pray that the Spirit will interprete and reveal the depths to all that come across this post.