Waiting can be one of the most challenging seasons of life. Waiting for God to move, for Him to notice your struggle. Its very trying. Full of doubts, blue days, gray days, little bright islands in between. The Lord knows I'm awful at this waiting business, probably why He has me waiting now, because he knows. To be faithful in the small things - oh how I hate those words, they're like a death sentence to my impatient heart - but they're true and lovely. Faithful in the waiting, remembering all the good and beautiful days - the days when we danced in the sun, watched the storms roll through, when we had the strength to hope and dream, when we sang to You at the top of our lungs and felt the strength of Your hands.
“But he knows the way that I take; when he has tested me, I will come forth as gold. My feet have closely followed his steps; I have kept to his way without turning aside.” Job 23:10-11
God knows :) He does.