In the Waiting

My mother would often tell me I put the cart before the horse. She was right. I would think or step too far ahead than where I actually was; in the waiting. The yearning for hopes and desires can be like a desert without rain when deferred days, months, or even years without an answer…

Grinding

sounds of shrill laughter crackle my eardrums til I can no longer hear the clarity of conversation. I grimace my face my jaw aligns to grit my teeth. While waiting for small silences; reprieves, really, I debate with myself to stay and endure such monotonous pain growing in grace or move on.

Waiting Through Doubt

The doubt isn’t that there are good ones out there, it’s waiting for him to show up.

Down by the Seashore

My dear husband whom I have yet to meet down by the seashore where the sun shall sneak over the horizon as twilight sets in; where I rest trusting in Him, Christ our Savior, my Father and Friend. Seek me and find me as you have prayed down by the seashore, where I wait each…

Room 401

7:55am prayer, Father, don’t allow me to get in the way of Your purpose today. The door shuts behind me as I frantically pat my pockets for the room key. Acknowledging I have it I press 1 as my stomach flip flops at the downward motion. Ding, the door opens and I step out under…

Waiting and Still Waiting

I never thought I’d be caught NOT ready for employment. As long as I’ve known, my parents always held on to important documents from my childhood. I never carried them with me when I moved across country, by then I had accumulated some of my own important documents. When I was hired recently, I didn’t…