This wait can be rough. Discouraging. A tad bit frustrating, and all together hard.
I believe in the power and the beauty of a God written love story. I just often wish their was some type of movie or book trailer of my story that could give me hope for what I had to look forward to in the future.
But I guess that isn’t real faith, is it? Because we know from the Word that real faith Is holding on to that which is not right in front of us.
“Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.”
Maybe I should spend some time to soak in that verse. I often find myself wanting some type of physical evidence that what I am waiting for will come to fruition. Something tangible, something real, something to ease my weary soul. But instead of easing my doubt, I should spend this time, in this wait, to strengthen my faith.
Without faith, I can’t please God, without faith, I may just miss the story I’ve been waiting for.