What better place to begin than in such a lovely place as this. Here I sit on our porch at our new home. Before we moved in, I spent many cold early mornings waiting on contractors right here on this pleasant porch. Contractors: Painter, renovator, flooring layer, window shutter measurer, electrician, plumber and handyman. None had been on time. Not one of them. Promises of construction and deadlines–broken, by everyone of them, yet, I waited…
How often are we left waiting? How many times do people break their promises? More importantly, how often do WE leave God waiting? It makes you think. Doesn’t it?
I think of Jesus waiting for us, I’m reminder of Bible verses that instruct us to “wait on the Lord” and “wait patiently for His return”. Wow, that’s a lifetime of waiting.
One thing I have waited a long time for is walking by a river and I love the part when the waiting is over.
Psalm 1 (NIV)
1Blessed is the one who does not walk in step with the wicked or stand in the way that sinners take or sit in the company of mockers, 2but whose delight is in the law of the Lord, and who meditates on his law day and night. 3That person is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither—whatever they do prospers. 4Not so the wicked. They are like chaff that the wind blows away. 5Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment, nor sinners in the assembly of the righteous. 6For the Lord watches over the way of the righteous but the way of the wicked leads to destruction.
© Chrissy Siggee