Writing today is therapy for me. My heart hurts. My heart is heavy. I wanted something so desperately to work. I wanted it to change the course for someone dear to me. It didn’t.
Or maybe, perhaps, it did. We make plans and the Lord changes them. We ask for things and He says no. We wait longingly for something to happen and it seems as though our waiting is never over. We can’t know why He works in our lives the way He does. We can’t understand His ways. We can’t justify why people do things the way they do.
We just have to hold fast to His promises. He promises that He loves us (Romans 8:38-39). He promises that He will never leave us (Heb 13:5). He promises that all things are for His glory (Romans 8:28). We are promised a home with Him for eternity (John 14:3). We need to choose to cling to those promises. It’s hard. He will give us the strength to hold tight to Him.
How long will the waiting take? To that I cannot give an answer. But I know that His love gives us hope and hope endures all things.
Sanctuary is there in the waiting. It’s welcoming. It’s comforting. It’s His plan for right now.
"But as for me, I will look to the Lord; I will wait for the God of my salvation; my God will hear me." Micah 7:7