Child, You Must Wait

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Someone today needs to hear this. I was going through some cards from when B when to the RTC seven years ago and this was a poem someone had sent me. Hope it encourages you today.


Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried;
Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate,
And the Master so gently said, “Child, you must wait.”
“Wait? You say, wait?!” my indignant reply.
“Lord, I need answers. I need to know why!
Is Your hand shortened? Or have You not heard?
By faith I have asked and I’m claiming Your Word.
My future and all to which I can relate
Hang in the balance, and You tell me to WAIT?
I’m needing a ‘yes’, a go-ahead sign,
Or even a ‘no’ to which I can resign.
Oh, Lord, I’ve been asking and this is my cry;
I’m weary of asking. I need a reply!”
Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate
As my Master replied once again, “You must wait.”
So I slumped in my chair defeated and taut
And grumbled to God, “So I’m waiting…for what?”
He seemed then, to kneel, and His eyes wept with mine,
And He tenderly said, ‘I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens and darken the sun;
I could raise the dead and causes mountains to run.
All you seek, I could give, and pleased you will be;
You would have what you want, but you wouldn’t know Me.
You would not know the depth of My love for each saint.
You would not know the power that I give to the faint.
You would not learn to see through the clouds of despair.
You would not learn to trust just by knowing I’m there.
You would not know the joy of resting in Me
When darkness and silence are all you can see.
You’d never experience that fullness of love
As the peace of My Spirit descends like a dove.
Sure, you’d known that I give and I save…(for a start),
But you would not know the depth of the beat of My heart.
The glow of My comfort late into the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight,
The depth that’s beyond getting just what you asked
Of an infinite God Who makes what you have last…
You’d never know should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that ‘My grace is sufficient for thee.”
Yes, your dreams for yourself overnight would come true,
But, oh, the loss, if I lost what I’m doing in you!
So, be silent, My child, and in time you will see
That the greatest of gifts is to get to know Me.
And though often My answers seem terribly late,
My most precious reply is still, “Child, you must wait!”


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  1. And I happen to be one who needed to hear just that very thing! Thank you so much for sharing!

  2. Vicky says:

    Well, if Tara was the one who needed to read this on Friday, than I am the one who needed to read this poem today. It reminds me of a poem Elisabeth Elliot shares in “Passion and Purity”. It ends:
    “And so, not even for the light
    To show a step ahead
    But for Thee, dear Lord,
    I wait.”

    So often, in my waiting, I focus on the “what” and not the “Whom”. Thank you for the reminder to rest in the Lord and allow Him to use the time of waiting for His purposes.

    (found you through Mama D’s blog)

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