Jehovah doesn't work that way... it's His game. If I want to play {which I absolutely do, by the way} then I play by His rules.
When I get upset and storm off because I don't like the way the game is being played, the game doesn't change... I do. I am bitter, angry, lonely and all shades of miserable.
Over thirty years of playing has taught me a thing or two. I've learned that when I wait upon the LORD... I mean really really wait, the blessings are too numerous to count.
This weekend was a thousand little gifts and more. My Jehovah showed me some of the blessings of waiting on Him to provide for me rather than me lamely attempting to provide for myself.
...now if I will just remember.
Oh. My. I needed this word. I want to wait. But I'm the same kind-of instant gratification girl as you. Waiting is hard. Many days I feel like Sara -- I'll just do it my way. Stopping by from Tuesdays Unwrapped. Following.
ReplyDeleteToday I wrote about wanting to put my life in a microwave. . .I couldn't agree with your third sentence more.
ReplyDeleteHaving so much fun clicking around the links from Tuesday Unwrapped.