I didn't know I was going to lay my heart on the table with my Life Group, but I did. It just came pouring out of me like water from a broken dam. At one point I thought to myself that I've got to stop and not take up all the time, but it continued to flow.
Rebekah had been on my mind a lot again. I was asking God, again, how much longer would it be? I wanted to be able to snuggle with her and just talk, and share my dreams with her. It's been thirteen years since my divorce and I feel like I'm ready for a life-long relationship.
My group asked me honest questions and gave me encouragement and support. No punches were pulled and it was refreshing to have an honest, open conversation with my mates. But my question still lingered. How much longer will I have to wait?
We all went to worship after our meeting and the message was about our dreams for ourselves. Joseph was given as the example of waiting for his dreams to materialize. He waited thirteen years for his to come to fruition. Thirteen years? I wasn't the only one that caught that. Was God telling me something?
This morning's devotional in "My Utmost for His Highest" by Oswald Chambers was entitled "The Passion Of Patience". Right in the middle of it was the quote "Though it tarry, wait for it." Is God telling me something?
I get it.
