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Wait
Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried:
Quietly, patiently, lovingly God replied.
I plead 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 am claiming Your Word.
My future and all to which I can relate
Hangs 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.
And Lord, You promised that if we believe
We need but to ask, and we shall receive.
And 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 cause mountains to run.
All you seek, I could give, and pleased you would be.
You would have what you want--
But, you wouldn't know Me.

You'd not know the depth of My love for each saint;
You'd not know the power I give to the faint;
You'd not learn to see through the clouds of despair;
You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there;
You'd not know the joy of resting in Me;
When darkness and silence were all you could see.
You'd never experience that fullness of love
As the peace of My Spirit descends like a dove;
You'd know that I give and I save, for a start,
But you'd 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 your loved one
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 oft' My answers seem terribly late,
My most precious answer of all is still, 'Wait' "!

Author Unknown; Submitted for Volume 64
by Mary U., Rachel G., and Joy M.


Rachel writes:
This poem has been a great encouragement in my life during times of waiting. It's so incredible to think that the God who has the power to shake the Universe chooses to hold back so that we can discover "the depth of the beat His heart."

Mary writes:
I copied this poem years ago and stuck it in my Bible, at a time when I was waiting, not knowing what the future held regarding someone. Years have passed, and the now-yellowed paper is still in my Bible. I'm still waiting, and am being more convinced every day that I'm waiting because of God's love for me!


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