on cookie dough to set up in the fridge. so i wait. iron. pay bills. do laundry. and think. OMG. i think entirely too much. so much so, that i am awake in the night thinking of what is going on and how do i handle it Lord? had a great lunch with someone that could be my daughter. ER nurse. adorable. love her passion, her wit, her ability to say-it-like-it-is. and she is a non-faith person. i treasure her heart. and hope that some day i can talk to her about the real Jesus that she didn’t grow up with. so i wait.
and i wonder about Mary and Joseph and their long wait. for the Babe to be born as they traveled. and the wait for His mission to begin. and then the agony of the waiting for His death not knowing about the Resurrection to come. i wait now for the Second Coming of the Lord. in His time we wait.
i wait for clarity. i wait for direction. i wait to offer Grace to those who are undeserving and don’t even know they are undeserving. because i need it more than anyone. so i hope i can offer it like it has been offered to me.
what are you waiting on this season?
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