When the moment is past, and the letter has come and the fears of 3:00 in the night have faded…The first conviction I have is of lost time.

The time lost worrying, doubting, fretting, my voice in a continual ungodly whine.

The time lost fearing every uncomfortable thing, when I could have been practicing faith.

Faith that God is good in the waiting. That He will keep us no matter the outcome. That this time, this phase, these moments…or exactly where I need to be.

And when the prayers are answered yes, I resolve… In the trials that come, I want to be the festal shout, right in the middle of it, no end in sight.


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