WAIT Tuesday
Posted by: bigguyhereagain <bigguyhereagain@...>
Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate...
and the Master so gently said," 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 I'm claiming your Word.
My future and all to which I 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'll resign.
You promised, dear Lord, that if we believe,
We need but to ask, and we shall receive.
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 again, "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 met 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.
I could give all you seek and pleased you would be.
You'd 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 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 are all you can see.
You'd never experience the fullness of love
When the peace of My spirit descends like a dove.
You would 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 ask
From 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 dearest dreams 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 truly know me.
And though oft My answers seem terribly late,
My most precious answer of all is still "WAIT".
Tribute to A Trucker's Wife
It takes a special woman
to make a truck driver's wife.
It is not easy for God's tender creation
to live such a life.
A life where you must be both mother and father
while your husband is gone.
When you put your day's work aside,
you go to bed alone.
And there lay awake thinking of the day
your husband will come home.
You must go about
with the strength of a man.
You manage the household,
make decisions and plans.
Though as strong as a man,
you may not be
You never let the world know
when you're weak.
You always hold your head high
and do the best that you can.
When those times come
where all things go wrong
And it's no longer possible
for you to remain strong.
These are the times your
heart quakes with pain
And tears from your eyes
fall like torrential rain.
You would that your husband were there
to wipe the tears from you face.
You wish you could feel the strength of his arms,
his loving embrace.
Greatly you long to know that he cares.
You need to be reminded that he shares
your dreams and your fears.
As the pain becomes unbearable,
the telephone rings.
You hear the voice of your lover
and your heart begins to sing.
As you feel the warmth of his touch
thru the telephone wire
His words quicken your spirit,
rekindle you fire.
You thank God that the chat,
no matter how brief
Has come just in time to fend off your grief.
Sometimes in your dreams,
I suppose you imagine yourself many great things.
While in your heart you know you will never live in a palace,
never be a queen.
But for you to attain highness,
of such grandeur there is no need.
You already are one of the greatest women
the world's ever seen.
You are that special woman it takes
to be a truck driver's wife.
I do truly love and thank God
I have you as part of my life.
To you, all my love, my darling wife.
by Scott Wilkins
Have a Blessed Day
Dave and Barbara
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