Trust in the LORD, and do good;
Dwell in the land, and feed on His faithfulness.
Delight yourself also in the LORD,
And He shall give you the desires of your heart.
Commit your way to the LORD,
Trust also in Him,
And He shall bring it to pass.
He shall bring forth your righteousness as the light,
And your justice as the noonday.
Rest in the LORD, and wait patiently for Him. . . Ps. 37:3-7
Those of you who have read the story of JD and my courtship know that it was a long, often-discouraging wait before we found one another. We credit so much of where we are now to the tears of praying mothers and to the faithfulness of God.
One of my greatest points of contention with my mother, as birthday after birthday passed and my Isaac had not yet come, was that she has now been married longer than she was single and was too far removed from the ache of loneliness to understand where I was. “You were married by the time you were my age,” was a common statement in our conversations. I wonder, now, if my own child will have similar complaints. Already, those long years of singleness are fading to a dreamlike state.
Fortunately, the Word of the Lord is eternal and always brings hope, even when we feel that others cannot relate to us anymore. In Psalm 37, David says with absolute conviction that He WILL give you the desires of your heart if you trust in Him. That seems like a dangerous carte-blanche to offer on God’s part, but the qualifier is trust. To trust His will is to submit to His will. Jesus said as much in Matthew 6:33 when He said, “But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you.” What is the will of God? We know it by renewing our mind and being transformed to His likeness (Romans 12:2). Therefore, we can trust the Lord that as we set our attention on mirroring His character, He will work on our behalf to both give us His desires for our life and then to fulfill them.
A precious friend of mine over at City on a Hilltop blog introduced me to this poem earlier this week. Since she sent it to me, I have listened to it at least half a dozen times, and I laugh and cry every time. I encourage every young person (or even not-so-young) waiting for the fulfillment of God’s promises to them to listen to this. Transcript is below.
“I Will Wait . . . for You” — Janette Ikz
So it seemed, that it was cool,
for everyone to be in a relationship but me..
So I took matters into my own hands
and ended up with him
Him who displayed the characteristics of a cheater, a liar, an abuser and a thief
So why was I surprised when he broke into my heart?
I called 911,
But I was cardiac arrested for aiding and abetting,
Cause it was ME who let him in
Claiming we were “just friends.”
It was already decided for me by the first date,
That even if he wasn’t I was gonna make him ‘The One’
You know. . . I was tired of being alone,
And I simply made up in my mind,
That it was about that time
So I decided to drag him along for the ride,
‘Cause I was always the bridesmaid and never the bride..
A virgin in the physical,
But mentally just a grown woman on the corner in heat who was tired of the wait!
So I was gonna make him ‘The One’.
He had a form of Godliness
But not much.
But hey, hey I can change him!
So (honey) I’ll take him,
I mean he’s close enough.
Ready to sell my aorta for a quarter,
Not knowing the value of its use to me
Arteries so clogged with my will,
It blocked His will from flowing through me
So, I thank Christ that His blood pressure gave this heart an attack,
That flatlined my obscured vision, put me flat on my back
Through my ignorance He saw,
Through my sternum He sawed
And cracked open my chest
To transplant Psalm 51:10
A new heart and a renewed right spirit within!
So now I fully understand,
Better yet I thoroughly comprehend,
How much I need to wait. . . for You.
See, the bad thing is that I knew he wasn’t you from the beginning.
‘Cause in the beginning was the Word
And he didn’t even sound or shine like Your Son.
Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks,
And all he could whisper was sweet, empty nothings
Which meant nothing.
He couldn’t even pray when I needed him to
Asking him to fast would be absurd!
So forget about being cleansed & washed with water through the Word.
But I know you.
You were already praying for me
Even never having met me
Let me assure you, I will wait for you.
I will no longer date,
Socialize or communicate
With carbon copies of you
To appease my boredom or
To quench my thirstiness I have for attention
And short-lived compliments from ‘sorta kindas’.
You know…He ‘sort kinda’ right,
But ‘sorta kinda’ wrong?
His first name LUKE,
His last name WARM.
I, I won’t settle for false companionship
I won’t lay in the embrace of his arms,
Attempting to find some closeness,
But never feeling so far apart cause,
I just wanna be held.
‘Cause “All I gotta do is say–”
No more ‘almost sessions’ of ‘almost coming close’
Passing winks & buying drinks,
I’ma, I’ma, I’ma flirt!
Who flirts with the ideology of,
‘Can you just tell me how much I can get away with & still be saved?’
I’ll stay in my bed
And write poems, about how I will wait for you
He won’t even come close,
Our fingers won’t even interlock
We won’t even exchange breath
Cause I have thoughts that I’ve ‘saved as’ in a file
That God has only equipped you to open.
I will no longer get weighted down,
From so-called friends & family talks,
About the concern for my biological clock
When I serve the Author of Time.
Who is NOT subject to time,
But I’M subject to Him,
He has the ability to stop, fast forward, pause, or rewind
At any given time.
So if we could role play,
You would be Abraham and I would be Sara
Or you can be Isaac & I can be Rebecca –
A servant’s answered prayer
I am bone of your bone, flesh of your flesh,
Made up of your rib Adam!
And once we meet, like electrons
I will be bound to your nucleus,
Completely indivisible atom.
We even speak the same math:
1 + 1 + 1 = 3,
Which really equals 1 if you add Him.
We were all created in His image,
But you have the ability to reflect,
And even detect the Son.
If I were to explain what you looked like,
You would have to look like a star,
A son of the Son.
I would gain energy simply from the light on me.
I would need you in order to complete my photosynthesis
I await your revelation, but once again from the genesis,
I will wait for you.
And I will know you
Because when you speak I will be reminded of Solomon’s wisdom,
Your ability to lead will remind me of Moses,
Your faith will remind me of Abraham,
Your confidence in God’s Word will remind me of Daniel,
Your inspiration will remind me of Paul,
Your heart for God will remind me of David,
Your attention to detail will remind me of Noah,
Your integrity will remind me of Joseph,
And your ability to abandon your own will, will remind me of the disciples,
But Your ability to love selflessly and unconditionally
Will remind me of Christ.
But I won’t need to identify you by any special Matthews or any special Marks,
Cause His word will be tatted all over your heart.
And you will know me, and you will find me,
Where the boldness of Esther
Meets the warm closeness of Ruth.
Where the hospitality of Lydia
Is aligned with the submission of Mary,
Which is engulfed in the tears of a praying Hanna.
I will be the one, drenched in Proverbs 31
Waiting for you.
But to my Father, my Father who has known me
Before I was birthed into this earth,
Only if you should see fit.
I desire Your will above mine,
So even if you call me to a life of singleness,
My heart is content with You – the One who was sent.
You are the greatest love story ever told,
The greatest story ever known
You are forever my judge
And I am forever Your witness
And I pray that I’m always found on a mission
About my Father’s business
Oh, I will always be Yours!
And I will always wait for You Lord,
More than the watchmen wait for the morning,
More than the watchmen wait for the morning
I will wait.