Longing and Waiting
It's rainy outside.
It's chilly here in my kitchen by the open window.
And it's a bit blue in my heart.
Missing my daughters in faraway places, missing my daughter and her family just down the street (I got a bit spoiled with them staying right here for almost three weeks), missing routine and wondering if fall will really be able to provide such a thing. Projects loom before me, things that I would like to get done before a school schedule can really be put in place. But perhaps they will need to wait for another time. It wouldn't be the first time projects have been put on hold around here.
Sad, too, because a young woman I watched grow into adulthood is settling for less than He has for her, for her family. Did she not see His wonders? Did she not taste of His goodness? Why would the sin of this world seem better?
And so, my heart is a bit blue. Most of all longing for that heavenly place where we will be free from the tyranny of time, the pain of separation, the stress of sin. After all, He'll be there, ruling and reining over His Kingdom, having destroyed the enemy and sin.
Does anyone remember the Psalty song? "Heaven is a wonderful place, filled with glory and grace. I wanna see my Savior's face cause heaven is a wonderful place."
Sounds like just the right spot to me.
It's chilly here in my kitchen by the open window.
And it's a bit blue in my heart.
Missing my daughters in faraway places, missing my daughter and her family just down the street (I got a bit spoiled with them staying right here for almost three weeks), missing routine and wondering if fall will really be able to provide such a thing. Projects loom before me, things that I would like to get done before a school schedule can really be put in place. But perhaps they will need to wait for another time. It wouldn't be the first time projects have been put on hold around here.
Sad, too, because a young woman I watched grow into adulthood is settling for less than He has for her, for her family. Did she not see His wonders? Did she not taste of His goodness? Why would the sin of this world seem better?
And so, my heart is a bit blue. Most of all longing for that heavenly place where we will be free from the tyranny of time, the pain of separation, the stress of sin. After all, He'll be there, ruling and reining over His Kingdom, having destroyed the enemy and sin.
Does anyone remember the Psalty song? "Heaven is a wonderful place, filled with glory and grace. I wanna see my Savior's face cause heaven is a wonderful place."
Sounds like just the right spot to me.
posted by Darlene Sinclair at
5:27 AM
3 Comments:
sometimes its good to have a rainy day. I find it gives me space to unload the cares that have wriggled their way into the deep parts of me.
What a friend we have in Jesus! All our sins and griefs to bear....
i love psalty-and that song! my brother sings that to my boys-he used to sing it to them quite often when he'd come around more. Psalty is good stuff!
i love you, mumsie dearest.
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