"I wait for the Lord, my soul waits,
And in His word I do hope. My soul waits for the Lord, more than those who watch for the morning —
Yes, more than those who watch for the morning.
//Psalm 130:5-6 (NKJV Version)
I've heard the story more than three times now, but I'm actually never tired of hearing it. Of how she rejected the guys who weren't suitable and ended up having to burn bridges, of how he was asked the question and was surprised to learn that he was open to considering her, of how they stood next to each other in camp and had the same flutter in their hearts. Of how God was faithful to open doors and move them into place, even when they didn't know what was coming next.
I know that everybody's story is unique and no one's is ever totally the same but hearing this always makes me marvel at his goodness. That at the right time, at the right place, when love is ready to be awakened, when the pain and hurt have passed, that he will allow things to fall neatly into place.
Of course, I hope that he won't put me through something as major as what they both went through but we seem to have noticed a pattern in how he works. That he might bring you through the fire and the desert place first, to purify and refine you before he allows the good things to come into your life. And I know that this is one area of my life that I'm particularly vulnerable in, that I have to constantly be accountable for, so I won't be surprised if this whole journey is not an easy one.
But I see the people who have come through it, and how they are enjoying the good things from him now, and I'm once again resolved to wait upon him, to want only the things that he wants for me, to receive only the things that he wants to give me. I don't need something dramatic like a name in the clouds, but until now I'm still curious about the face that I haven't been able to see yet.
In your time, you will reveal it. You will make all things perfect in your time.
"I wait for the Lord, my soul waits,
And in His word I do hope. My soul waits for the Lord, more than those who watch for the morning —
Yes, more than those who watch for the morning.
//Psalm 130:5-6 (NKJV Version)
I've heard the story more than three times now, but I'm actually never tired of hearing it. Of how she rejected the guys who weren't suitable and ended up having to burn bridges, of how he was asked the question and was surprised to learn that he was open to considering her, of how they stood next to each other in camp and had the same flutter in their hearts. Of how God was faithful to open doors and move them into place, even when they didn't know what was coming next.
I know that everybody's story is unique and no one's is ever totally the same but hearing this always makes me marvel at his goodness. That at the right time, at the right place, when love is ready to be awakened, when the pain and hurt have passed, that he will allow things to fall neatly into place.
Of course, I hope that he won't put me through something as major as what they both went through but we seem to have noticed a pattern in how he works. That he might bring you through the fire and the desert place first, to purify and refine you before he allows the good things to come into your life. And I know that this is one area of my life that I'm particularly vulnerable in, that I have to constantly be accountable for, so I won't be surprised if this whole journey is not an easy one.
But I see the people who have come through it, and how they are enjoying the good things from him now, and I'm once again resolved to wait upon him, to want only the things that he wants for me, to receive only the things that he wants to give me. I don't need something dramatic like a name in the clouds, but until now I'm still curious about the face that I haven't been able to see yet.
In your time, you will reveal it. You will make all things perfect in your time.
