I’ve waited patiently for the first flower of 2010. It has been months since I’ve seen and touched a delicate flower in the wild. It has been a really long winter. Did I give up hope in flowers? During my dry period without, did I stop believing in them?
No, I believed and waited…waited…waited patiently.
That may sound ridiculous to you but it is a reflection of what I am going through right now with God. So many things do not make sence. I keep waiting for the moment when the fog clears and I say, “Oh! That’s why!” Or when the lights go on and I can read the map which points me in the right direction. It has been a really dry time.
I will not let go. I will not doubt. I am not crushed. There is hope. Always.
“I waited patiently for the Lord; and He inclined to me, and heard my cry.”