The Question

Genesis 18 Is anything too hard for the Lord?

A child from a dead womb. A messiah that is raised on the third day. An apostle who walks on water. A world spoken into existence. A promise made and a long time in the making.

By the thought of God, you were created. At His command the world continues to see sunrise, rain and flowers. It is by His power that breath flows in and out of our lungs.

And knowing all of this, I still worry. I get frightened and stressed. I feel scared or alone. Do I really believe that it is His pleasure to give me the kingdom? Or do I, like Sarah, hear the promises of the Lord and laugh. Is there still a place in my heart that doubts the One who gave everything for me?

How many times have I stepped out into my own meager strength when I grew weary of waiting on the Lord? Why not now, Lord? Why not me, Lord? I am getting too old. Time is passing me by. How long, O Lord, must I wait for you?

The truth is, I think, that He waits for me. To grow up. To trust. To believe. To love. And because I refuse to wait for Him, to trust Him, I find myself frustrated with His timing. Not realizing or accepting that the lack is always in me. He lacks nothing. His will is perfect. His timing is excellent. All of His ways are righteous.

So again today I say....Father, forgive my impatience to see the fulfillment of promises made. Forgive my frustration.

Psalm 23 The Lord is my Shepherd. I shall not want. He makes me to lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul.

You are more than I can imagine. More than I expect. More than I deserve. Teach me, again and again, to receive from You my bread.....daily.