As we prayed last night for the end of your season of waiting I thought that perhaps this is a bigger topic I need to reflect on. Yours is just one of many stories of waiting that I’ve come across lately. It seems that the Lord allows us to go through something and then uses it to bring help to others. I also feel like my brief encounter with intense waiting has given me confidence that God is present in waiting.
Every season is a season of waiting
I walked into the post office to see if anything had arrived for us from Belgium. It had been our 2 weeks stretched into 5 with no firm end, just empty promises. Now Rosenort is a small town’s small town, you can’t go anywhere anonymously.