Psalm 27: 13-14
“I remain confident of this: I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.”
March and me.
I spent this March clinging to Jesus in a season where my questions have far outnumbered any answers and my longings have gone unfulfilled.
Waiting. Longing. Clinging.
The kind of season where your heart hurts, feeling the desperateness of doubt surrounding the question, “But what if He does not come through?”
“What if He does not really know the desires of my heart? And what if He does not want to fulfill them?”
The kind of season where you begin to wonder if instead of “being all in” it would have been safer to have just dipped one foot in and then slowly lowered yourself into the water.
A time where it hurts to follow.
A time where the costs are all too real.
A time to wait on the Lord.
