"Wait!"

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, 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 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 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 may My answers seem terribly late,
My most precious answer of all is still, "WAIT."


Author unknown

Christian Quotes About God and Love

God's Love for Us

       When we think of love, it’s tempting to focus on romantic love, but these quotes from Christian writers remind us of God’s love for us, and the commandment to love our neighbors. By reflecting on God’s love, we may be inspired to love our friends and family a bit more, and maybe even learn to love our enemies. 

"God loves each of us as if there were only one of us."

St. Augustine

"Following Christ has nothing to do with success as the world sees success. It has to do with love."

Madeleine L’Engle

"God is love. He didn’t need us. But he wanted us. And that is the most amazing thing."

Rick Warren

"The Bible tells us to love our neighbors, and also to love our enemies; probably because they are generally the same people."

G.K. Chesterton

"Love wholeheartedly, be surprised, give thanks and praise- then you will discover the fullness of your life."

Brother David Steindl-Rast

"The first duty of love is to listen."

Paul Tillich

"The greatest honor we can give Almighty God is to live gladly because of the knowledge of his love."

Blessed Julian of Norwich

"Love is an act of endless forgiveness."

Jean Vanier

"We become truly personal by loving God and by loving other humans... In its deepest sense, love is the life, the energy, of the Creator in us."

Kallistos Ware

"God is love. Therefore love. Without distinction, without calculation, without procrastination, love."

Henry Drummond

LOVE ACROSTICS

L ove is the best of God for Man, where justice, faith and mercy stand;
Of need was sent from far above, for faith was mingled with His blood;
V isiting children with one call, an offer of mercy to us all
Entirely without fee.

God's Boxes of Love

I have in my hands two boxes
Which God gave me to hold
He said, "Put all your sorrows in the black,
And all your joys in the gold." I heeded His words, and in the two boxes
Both my joys and sorrows I store
But though the gold became heavier each day
The black was as light as before
With curiosity, I opened the black
I wanted to find out why
And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole
Which my sorrows had fallen out by
I showed the hole to God, and mused aloud,
"I wonder where my sorrows could be."
He smiled a gentle smile at me.
"My child, they're all here with me."
I asked, "God, why give me the boxes,
Why the gold, and the black with the hole?"
"My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings,
the black is for you to let go."
We should consider all of our friends a blessing.
Send this to a friend today just to let them know
that you are thinking of them,
and that they are a joy in your life to hold.

           Author Unknown