Sunday, February 21, 2021

Dear God,

This morning the psalmist's words spoke directly to my heart.  "I wait quietly before God; my hope is in him."  As you know, I have not always been patient.  I have wanted your swift action.  Rarely did I get what I wanted in a timely fashion.

Through the years you have challenged me as you held me close.  "Wait, daughter, and see."  I would hear your voice speaking to me.  What I learned through these many challenges is when we wait, much is happening.  Trust is growing.  Faith is growing.  Hope is growing.  Peace is growing.  Wisdom is growing.  Waiting does not mean a void where nothing is happening.  Oh no, you are working to give us more than we ask.

I remember sweet instances of grace when I waited.  One is being called to create a spiritual path in the woods.  For 13 or so years you whispered little challenges to me, work to be done patiently, reverently.  I took steps but only the steps you offered.  I did not become impatient, not even once.  I followed my spiritual guide, you my Helper.  

Summer after summer, I simply followed your words.  As I worked, labored in your "vineyard," I grew ever closer to you.  I did not need to know the end result or a timeline.  It was simply enough to work with you, to fulfill your desire, to offer my trust, love and loyalty.  I found such peace and joy working with and for you.  It didn't matter if I worked in the dirt hours nearly every day of the week.  I loved it.  I loved what you were doing.  I loved you.

Thank you

for the lesson

of waiting,

of patience,

of listening

and following.

Thank you

for the gifts

that came

when I

quietly waited 

before you.

Thank you

for love

that sprang up

like a 

flowing fountain.

Love always, Andrea