Waiting...

Ever get tired of waiting for God? Maybe you’ve prayed so hard every day and all the answers you got was “Wait?”. It’s actually what I’ve been experiencing at the moment too for a couple of months and I’m not sure why I need to wait or why I am still waiting. All I know is at the end, it’ll always be beautiful in His time, if we follow and rest in Him.  It made me realize that God's timing in my life is perfect. I just need to go with it. Its not easy but in the end its going to be glorious :)


 I think of the time I was praying and praying I could babysit, and people would know that I love kids. I don't know why, but it was a talent I was scared to use, but I knew I had it...and when God gave me the first opprotunity to use it I did. For some reason it stuck. And I will forever be known as the church nanny. I am not even kidding you, and I love it! But sometimes its not that little..its harder, bigger, and you don't have forever to wait to figure out what you need to do with the situation..

Here is a really cool encouragement post that I got from a friend’s wall on Facebook.I had to share it with you guys:
Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried,
Quietly, patiently, lovingly God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate,
And the Master so 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.
And 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 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 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 though oft may My answers seem terribly late,
My most precious answer of all is still, “WAIT.”

-Author Unknown

Be blessed,
Jenna