My good friend, Cindy Hunter sent me a copy of Russel Kelfer's poem “Wait” this week, not realizing how perfect the timing was for me to be reminded of this important spiritual message. My journal is filled with the phrase, “Oh, for a burning bush…” In this age of instant information from a search engine –and instant gratification–we've come to expect answers…fast answers. God's timing is often not ours.
Here's the beginning of the poem:
Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried;
Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate . . .
And the Master so gently said, “Wait.”
“Wait? you say wait?” my indignant reply.
“Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard?
By faith I have asked, and I'm claiming your Word.
“My future and all to which I relate
Hangs in the balance, and you tell me to wait?
I'm needing a ‘yes', a go-ahead sign,
Or even a ‘no' to which I can resign.
If this resonates with you, be sure to click the link to read it in its entirety. I didn't want to run afoul of copyrights by printing it all here. If you enjoy an audio/video format, someone has presented it that way on YouTube too: