Learning to wait...

I feel as though the last few years have been nothing but a time of the Lord telling me to wait. I have so many things that I want answers for now or to be able to do now but they seem to be moving further and further from my grasp. I was reminded today during my quiet time of this poem that has been a reoccurring theme during my life. When you were so sick and we wanted to know if you would be healed or if He would take you home this poem was something I clung to and read daily!

Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried;

Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.

I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate,

And the Master so gently said, "Child, you must wait."

"Wait? You say, wait?!" my indignant reply.

"Lord, I need answers. I need to know why!

Is Your hand shortened? Or have You not heard?

By faith I have asked and I'm claiming Your Word.

My future and all to which I can relate

Hang in the balance, and You tell me to WAIT?

I'm needing a 'yes', a go-ahead sign,

Or even a 'no' to which I can resign.

Oh, Lord, I've been asking and this is my cry;

I'm weary of asking. I need a reply!"

Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate

As my Master replied once again, "You must wait."

So I slumped in my chair defeated and taut

And grumbled to God, "So I'm waiting...for what?"

He seemed then, to kneel, and His eyes wept with mine,

And He tenderly said, 'I could give you a sign.

I could shake the heavens and darken the sun;

I could raise the dead and causes mountains to run.

All you seek, I could give, and pleased you will be;

You would have what you want, but you wouldn't know Me.

You would not know the depth of My love for each saint.

You would not know the power that I give to the faint.

You would not learn to see through the clouds of despair.

You would not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there.

You would not know the joy of resting in Me

When darkness and silence are all you can see.

You'd never experience that fullness of love

As the peace of My Spirit descends like a dove.

Sure, you'd known that I give and I save...(for a start),

But you would not know the depth of the beat of My heart.

The glow of My comfort late into the night,

The faith that I give when you walk without sight,

The depth that's beyond getting just what you asked

Of an infinite God Who makes what you have last...

You'd never know should your pain quickly flee,

What it means that 'My grace is sufficient for thee."

Yes, your dreams for yourself overnight would come true,

But, oh, the loss, if I lost what I'm doing in you!

So, be silent, My child, and in time you will see

That the greatest of gifts is to get to know Me.

And though often My answers seem terribly late,

My most precious reply is still, "Child, you must wait!"

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So there is my prayer for today, that I will learn to wait well and with a heart to know Him more through the waiting. 

I love and miss you more each passing day!

Your Favorite Second Born,

Carley 

Lincoln meeting auntie Stacey yesterday!

Meeting Lincoln

Tonight we brought little Link to "meet" you. I had so many emotions this week knowing we were going to take him to your grave. I figured since we had already done it with Lucy it wouldn't be as hard...but it was just as difficult as last time. My heart hurts to have to bring my kids to their grandpa's grave. It just doesn't feel right. When we pulled up all the kids jumped out and said, "Let's go find grandpa!" and walked around trying to figure out which one was yours...it's just so...wrong. Every time we go there are new graves dug and already the area around you is all filled in. The tree next to you is getting bigger and bigger and is starting to provide much needed shade from the AZ sun. When they sit down and ask what part of you they are "sitting on" and whoever sits on your face usually gets a good giggle out of it. It makes me smile because I know if you were here you would share in their sense of humor. Each one of them has something about them that reminds me of you and is a very bittersweet thing! Colin's ability to make friends anywhere he goes. Cecily bites her toenails. Gross, but so you! Owen LOVES to make people laugh and is very good at it just by being him! Lucy is feisty as can be and provokes her siblings very well! Lincoln's little personality is obviously still developing so we will see what Grandpa Wayne trait he brings to our family. Here are the pictures we took. They aren't very good because the sun was down by the time we got there and he was NOT wanting to be set down. But hey, I will take what I can get! I wish you could hold this sweet boy but I like to think you somehow have already! I love you and miss you terribly!!
Your Favorite Second Born,
Carley