Waiting

Waiting...

...until you hear without effort;
...until a word births itself;
...until hope appears, uncontrived.

In the stillness we find Him. Only in waiting we find what is worth waiting for.

Why are we so slow to wait, to get quiet, to listen? Our trials take us there, but not always. We are recalcitrant.

I have known in rare days the sweet grace of waiting, of being still, of knowing.

Waiting is the ellipsis, the too many dots that seem wasted space and time. Is waiting for God wasted time?

The reward is worth the wait. Hold on.

He is worth the wait.