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I am happily married to an amazing military man who spent 9 years enlisted and is now an Officer in the US Army. We have two amazing boys who are not so little any more! They still infuse every moment of every day with creativity and energy, and make my life an adventure.  I was educated at home, and am now teaching our children - second generation homeschoolers! I try every day to become more like Jesus Christ, and to love like HE does. If you want you can try and catch me at bethylovesandy@yahoo.com

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"For the Lord gives wisdom. From His mouth come knowledge and understanding." Proverbs 2:6 NKJV 
The Message translation puts it this way "God gives out Wisdom free, is plainspoken in Knowledge and Understanding."

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Thursday, May 21, 2009

waiting

 I have been so discouraged lately, with the waiting. 
 I want my little Eden to come home so very badly, and I feel useless, and helpless, and incapable.
 But, I serve a living God, who is listening when I call out. 
 He led me to this poem recently, and I have been mulling it over, reading it every day this week. 
 I wanted to share it. 
 I have highlighted some of the words that spoke to me most strongly. 


 Waiting! Yes, patiently waiting!
 Till next steps made plain shall be;
 To hear, with the inner hearing,
 The Voice that will call for me.

 Waiting! Yes, hopefully waiting!
 With hope that need not grow dim;
 The Master is pledged to guide me,
 And my eyes are unto Him.

 Waiting! Expectantly waiting!
 Perhaps it may be today
 The Master will quickly open
 The gate to my future way.

 Waiting! Yes, waiting! Still, waiting!
 I know, though I've waited long,
 That, while He withholds His purpose, 
 His waiting cannot be wrong.

 Waiting! Yes, waiting! Still waiting!
 The Master will not be late;
 He knoweth that I am waiting
 For Him to unlatch the gate.
   J. Danson Smith

 I am focused on one day at a time. Some days are easier to take. 
 Right now my father is in Norway, to visit Frank Kaleb. While he is there he will be meeting with another friend, Pierre, who is our original contact from Benin. I am very hopeful that a face to face meeting with someone who is from Benin will answer some questions, make things move, SOMETHING! 
 Waiting, patiently waiting
 That is a prayer I recite to myself moment by moment. Please, join me. 

5 comments:

Karen said...

Amen...the Master will not be late...beautiful poem!

EmileeHopeBinkleyTurner said...

Hang in there B! I love you!!!

Marcy said...

Thanks for sharing that Bethany. I needed to read that today as well!

Charity said...

Don't know the author... but thought you would appreciate it. :)

"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 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, as 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 that 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 flow 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.’
Your dreams for your loved ones 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 may My answers seem terribly late,
My wisest of answers is still but to wait”

Abigail said...

praying with you. i needed that as well - as i continue to wait for the husband and children i hope will someday come and be the wife and mommy i so long to be.