The school assignments are piling on, I just can’t seem to
make enough time for my volunteer hours, and Zayn left One Direction. That’s
gonna take a long time to heal.
I’ve found myself overwhelmed with questions for God
recently. I feel like an impatient preschooler tugging at her Father’s hand,
asking “Are we there yet?” over and over again.
Are we there yet, God?
Have you found me a boyfriend yet? Can you show me how my
summer is going to look? What about senior year, God? Have you planned that
out? Can I see, can I see, can I see?
It’s difficult for me to rest. I’m learning that about
myself [even as I type these words]. I need to be doing things constantly, so
that’s why I schedule my days so full. Every minute must be accounted for, each
day must be planned, and my future must be known. Unfortunately, by focusing on
all those things, my gaze shifts from my Lord to myself.
Lamentations 3:22-24 says “Because of the Lord’s great love
we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning;
great is Your faithfulness. I say to myself, ‘The Lord is my portion; therefore
I will wait for Him.’”
Think about those verses. Friends, we are not consumed by
our worries and unknowns – that’s as guaranteed as the Lord’s love for us
[which was proven on Easter]. His compassion is renewed every morning; it won’t
expire or come to a close. Every day it’s as new as when we first discovered
it. And, He’s loved us for forever [crazy, right?]. The Lord is our portion,
our amount, our allowance, our share. He is enough for us, and waiting for Him
to move is a joyful submission with the promise of completion.
We are there, yet. We are with Him, and He is with us, and I
am learning to count it all joy. In the uncertainty and stress, He is faithful. In my pain, He is compassionate. In my longing, He is patient.
It’s been one of those weeks (months?).