Waiting for movement.  Love is the movement.

It seems like a lost art doesn’t it?  I want it MY way, and I want it NOW.  But what happens when we wait?  What happens when we realize that timing is everything?  What happens when we allow God to take the reigns and bring all things necessary at the right, perfect time?  We find that everything is already laid out in front of us.  We find that while the door may be narrow, the path is wide and cleared and empty and does not harass with thistle or thorn.  We find that the hills bow down, and the mountains stoop with their graces.  We find God’s tender mercies entrenched in all His creation while we journey on His heels.  Time is of the essence because in the end, it’s not really about ME at all.  It’s about a self-sacrificing LOVE that wells up inside of me from the deepest deep that longs to overflow out of this tiny vessel and into the hearts of everyone.  May this Glory manifest itself in you today: Love.  Wait for it.  For it will surely come; it will not delay.