Today is Maundy Thursday. In case you haven’t heard of it, it is the day of Christ’s last supper with his disciples and the night He was betrayed. It represents a day of solemn reflection on the horrific sacrifice He made to take the punishment for our sins. There is a feeling of patient anticipation as we wait four days for the Good News of Easter Sunday when all hopes and dreams are fulfilled in His resurrection.
I’ve learned lately that God often wants us to wait for things. Sometimes having to wait on God makes our longing for things ever deeper. Sometimes the waiting is agonizing. Sometimes the waiting brings tears and frustration. But always, if we allow it, waiting makes our faith ever so much stronger; and the bringing about of the thing dearly longed for is ever so much sweeter.
As these interminably long days, when it seems like winter will never end, slowly turn into spring, we have proof that God always comes through for us no matter what. His answers are not always what we wait for and his gifts are not always what we have in mind, but always, always, always what He gives us is just exactly what we needed in the first place.
I’ve gotten off track in my blog. This is supposed to be about a beach house. But it’s really about my life, and there has been a lot of waiting in this project. (There are other things in my life I’m waiting for but that’s for another time and blog!)
It started about 4 years ago when we first had an inkling that maybe some day we would own a little piece of Ocracoke Island. Negotiating with the bank required great patience and prayer as we left it all in God’s hands. Investigating, comparing, choosing, shopping, and buying in the renovation process has also been a practice in perseverance. My hard-working husband has labored unceasingly in his workshop fixing, painting, and building for many hours when he gets home from work each night to save money here and there. We are now on the verge of all things coming to fruition. Next week: interior photos!!!!!!!! (Hopefully)
I’ve learned lately that God often wants us to wait for things. Sometimes having to wait on God makes our longing for things ever deeper. Sometimes the waiting is agonizing. Sometimes the waiting brings tears and frustration. But always, if we allow it, waiting makes our faith ever so much stronger; and the bringing about of the thing dearly longed for is ever so much sweeter.
As these interminably long days, when it seems like winter will never end, slowly turn into spring, we have proof that God always comes through for us no matter what. His answers are not always what we wait for and his gifts are not always what we have in mind, but always, always, always what He gives us is just exactly what we needed in the first place.
I’ve gotten off track in my blog. This is supposed to be about a beach house. But it’s really about my life, and there has been a lot of waiting in this project. (There are other things in my life I’m waiting for but that’s for another time and blog!)
It started about 4 years ago when we first had an inkling that maybe some day we would own a little piece of Ocracoke Island. Negotiating with the bank required great patience and prayer as we left it all in God’s hands. Investigating, comparing, choosing, shopping, and buying in the renovation process has also been a practice in perseverance. My hard-working husband has labored unceasingly in his workshop fixing, painting, and building for many hours when he gets home from work each night to save money here and there. We are now on the verge of all things coming to fruition. Next week: interior photos!!!!!!!! (Hopefully)
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