Inevitably those moments will come...the ones we thought would never really come....the ones on the other side of whatever we have been walking, running, trudging through....asking, why, when, how....where....who....what? Our defining moments come in the midst of waiting....in the midst of working it out....it is the waiting that prepares us for what is to come. But when the waiting is over....a new definition is set before our eyes. We find Him to be the keeper of promises, the creator of dreams, the defender of hope, the author of love....so deep and true....so full and unique. I am overwhelmed at His goodness....quieted by His faithfulness.
The Psalms say that hope fulfilled is a tree of life....I see that now. The dreams and desires I have held inside....the plans I have wanted to make....the heart I have wanted to share....they are coming alive again. Slowly and surely, with surprise and uncommon peace, all of a sudden and altogether, I am looking into eyes that make me sure...I am loved.
If only we understood the great love God has for us, trusted that He never leaves us, let Him be the strength where we are weak. If only we believed that His love was enough. I am seeing His love in ways I have not seen before. I am humbled and challenged. I am full of longing...full of hope...trying to rest in the assurance that everything really is as good as it seems.
I wish I could put into words how thankful I am.