I've been fasting for weeks now, praying a bold prayer for salvation, restoration, freedom, and provision for someone. As I near the end of my self-imposed fast, I long to see the fruition of my prayers. Things have improved. Things are good, but I long for the better. I long to see the truth pouring from this one's life.
I know that God has not ignored my prayers and petitions. I know that He sees the sacrifice of my fasting. I know that He has my answer. I just want it now. I don't want to wait another day, another month, another year of this person's life. I want freedom for him now!
I know God has a plan, and I know it is in the works. I know my answer is on the way. I do not know what causes the delay, so I wait impatiently. And in my impatience, I so want to take control of what is not mine to control. I take a deep breath and pray: My ways, are not Your ways, Father. My plan is not Your plan. YOUR plan, O Lord, is not better; it is best.
Just help me to wait on it.
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