When I remember being in
the wait
I thought at first "what a terrible place to be."
"Doesn't God know how much I want a child?"
It would mean so much to me.

In the wait-
my heart could relate to the women of old.
Like Sarah, Hannah, Elisabeth and many others,
who desperately waited for a child to hold.

In the wait-
I wondered  "what was god gently doing
in their hearts and mind?"
As some day these same women
would raise godly leaders,
I thought-"maybe it wasn't a waist of time."

In the wait-
His timing and ways are perfect,
this I have learned it's true.
And if I had more time I would love
to tell the God story, to each one
of you.

When I remember being
in the wait,
I thought "What a terrible place to be.
Doesn't God know that my husband
isn't being the spiritual leader,
I think he should be to me?"

In the wait-
I would say to God "don't you
see how he's acting, isn't it
my job to point that out?
Won't that hurt our boys and me?"
And sometimes a little embarrassed,
I didn't want my church
friends to see.

Then so gently but a little stern
God did say,
"Thou will keep you in perfect peace,
if your mind is stayed on Thee."
I thought- "could He be actually
talking to me?"

In the wait-
can be a fearful and lonely place.
Many tears I have shed,
many rolling down my face.
Then God held me close and said,
"I will fight for you, you need only
to be still.

For he's my son and I began a good work in him that
I can only fill."

Being still- could this work?
could God know what He is
talking about?
But now I've seen in front row seat,
His power in display.
For His Holy Spirit brings change,
I only get in the way.

In the wait-
I think has more to do with
our hearts than our circumstance.
It's not as terrible as I once thought,
going through it, I thought, by chance.

In the wait-
God has a way of changing my
eyes to see,
how He views my husband , my love,
their dad and what a servant
he really is to me.

In the wait-
I've learned that I had been
painting a picture of what my life should be,
then He asked me for the brush
and He started to paint the
picture of what purpose,
He had for me.

So if you are still holding your
paint brush and holding
it so very tight.
May I encourage you dear sister,
it will be an uphill fight.

God loves you so much, and
He is our only way, the truth
and real life.
Anything we go through on
our own,
will bring us more fear, bitterness
and strife.

You see when I was
in the wait for a child,
and in the wait for my husband,
He was waiting for me.
My heart, my bended knee.
I guess in the wait isn't such a
terrible place to be.