"Well, Lord, I know it's coming so I trust you," I'd pray. And I'd do another Tuesday, and hope that Wednesday would be the day.
Tears were shed when the "promised gift" still hadn't arrived weeks later.
(There may have even been one or two verbal "I-can't-do-this-any-longer fits.")
And here we are, making Christmas lists again, and I find myself looking back on so much of the same. I find myself needing my quiet time more than ever and yet wondering if that will be enough. Will those words mean much today?
And I sat. My sweet Father delivered this message to my heart.
Ephesians 3:19.
Lord, why do I do day after day? Waiting on promises? I want that gift so badly! You are the one that told me to look forward to it! Why must I do Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday and Thursday and another November and December and January and February (you know how I dislike winter!) and then hold my breath until Spring and then hope and then hope some more and...
Ephesians 3:19, He says.
"So that you will BELIEVE by experiencing life with ME who I AM beyond what you see today.
You see, child, you would never begin to know the depth of my unfailing love, without days of experiencing it.
The past January, February, March, April, May, June, July, August, September, and October have been about my love.
Today is about my love.
And when he comes home that will be about My love and just the sweetest drop of foreshadowing to the gush of love that is our Groom - the return of Glory, our Emmanuel once again."
with us.





@ Myrtle Beach State Park. I spent $4 to park and the weather was gorgeous. We walked down the pier, had double scoops of ice-cream, played with other people's kids and made something that looked like a sand sculpture of a seaturtle. (what else do you do with collapsed sandcastles?)

And this one who I got to see in back-to-back weekends. And three more wonderful phone calls with more favorites who I've been playing phone tag with for a month. Love love love my friends!



