Waiting on God?
I’ve heard it said that sometimes
it’s not so much that we are waiting on God…
as it is God waiting on us.
Yesterday’s meeting did not happen.
It had to be rescheduled for today.
It wasn’t until just now that I had even an inkling
of why he would have postponed it…
and now that I see it,
it makes perfect sense.
He’d moved on
but I was still clinging on to something
that he wanted me to let go of.
He also had something else he wanted to give me
that I wouldn’t have been able to receive…
had we rushed in before his time.
Waiting on him?
Him waiting on me?