Wait

There once was a white foam cup filled with dirt that bright-eyed girl brought home from school. “They’re tomatoes,” she declared and my heart clenched tight. I kill everything they bring home in little white cups. My thoughts swirled. “We have to plant them mommy,” her emphatic declaration only drove the doubt deeper. How do I…

In case you missed it my word for 2013 – the one I know God gave me – is wait. And I laugh because I do not wait well and God is clearly growing me as I wait. The more I wait the more things change around me and the more I change. Exodus 14:14…

I stand and wonder. I strain my eyes to see the days, weeks, years that could be down that road. Murky images of maybes and what-ifs dance around the curve. I turn to look down the other path and hope to see something else. Something more substantial. Is this the road? Each path holds promise…

This year God told me to wait. Wait for Him to move. Wait for Him to fight. Wait for Him to make things happen. And He has moved, fought, and made things happen. And still He tells me to wait. Wait so I can see Him move in amazing ways. Wait so He can heal…