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Stop and wait?

When we keep trying to open the door....trying to push hard on the door....even kick in the door in frustration and it won't budge, we gotta be grateful, in looking back. How many times has it really worked to keep pounding away to force something to happen the way we think we just gotta have it happen?? And sometimes God just gives in and says "ok, I'll give you what you're insisting on having"....and then later we find that it just wasn't His will, His best, His answer. But we got it because we just would not see, hear, feel, experience the "not now's". We HAD to have it our way.

Wouldn't it be easier to just pull up our "faith bootstraps" and say, "I'm believing in your closed and locked doors, dear Father God, so I'll wait".

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  1. I put this on my blog- I'll share it with you!
    "Wait"
    by Russell Kelfer

    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.

    "You promised, dear Lord, that if we believe,
    We need but to ask, and we shall receive.
    And Lord I've been asking, and this is my cry:
    I'm weary of asking! I need a reply."

    Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate,
    As my Master replied again, "Wait."
    So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,
    And grumbled to God, "So, I'm waiting for what?"

    He seemed then to kneel, and His eyes met with mine . . .
    and He tenderly said, "I could give you a sign.
    I could shake the heavens and darken the sun.
    I could raise the dead and cause mountains to run.

    "I could give all you seek and pleased you would be.
    You'd have what you want, but you wouldn't know Me.
    You'd not know the depth of my love for each saint.
    You'd not know the power that I give to the faint.

    "You'd not learn to see through clouds of despair;
    You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there.
    You'd not know the joy of resting in Me
    When darkness and silence are all you can see.

    "You'd never experience the fullness of love
    When the peace of My spirit descends like a dove.
    You would know that I give, and I save, for a start,
    But you'd not know the depth of the beat of My heart.

    "The glow of my comfort late into the night,
    The faith that I give when you walk without sight.
    The depth that's beyond getting just what you ask
    From an infinite God who makes what you have last.

    "You'd never know, should your pain quickly flee,
    What it means that My grace is sufficient for thee.
    Yes, your dearest dreams overnight would come true,
    But, oh, the loss, if you missed what I'm doing in you.

    "So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see
    That the greatest of gifts is to truly know me.
    And though oft My answers seem terribly late,
    My most precious answer of all is still . . . Wait."


    Be blessed!

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  2. "The greatest of gifts is to truly know me"....that's the eternal truth.....thanks, Lorie

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