Saturday, July 25, 2009

Dearest God,

Waiting, O Lord, I am in the season of waiting. I am not moving forward as quickly as I would like. I could go backward but what is gained by returning to yesterday? So I am waiting.

Many of my life experiences have come after a period of waiting. I waited for nine months for my babies and that was after waiting to become pregnant. I waited fifteen years to become an ordained minister. I've waited for healing, for courage and strength to rise up. I waited.

Waiting is a trusting time. It is not about sitting still but rather about trusting you while things are not yet clear, while there is no visible direction. Waiting is a time to reflect, to examine life, to watch and to listen, to be humble and obedient.

Waiting provides a time to draw close to you, to count my blessings, to ask for your help. It allows me the opportunity to grow patience. In a garden a seed is planted; water, sun and time grow the garden until the full blossom appears. You planted a seed in me; your plan is the seed. I am simply waiting for the fruition of your plan. Living water, grace, and time will produce the fruit.

Your own mother
watched and waited
for the
divine, ordained time.
She looked
to heaven
knowing with a
quiet heart
that your plan
was greater
than her own.
She trusted you.
May I learn
from Mother Mary
to have
a waiting heart.

Love, Andrea