A Sinner In Love With God

Is there anything worse? Anything louder? Not for me. I can’t even do dishes without background music playing. I was so impatient that I treated prayer like a drive through. I expected my needs met in the space between the ordering window and the hot fries at the next. So selfish that my voice needed to be the first He heard. The only voice that needed to matter. Like a crying baby that demanded attention, when in fact I needed to be left alone.

I still have my moments and God knows I still have needs. But I have learned, by sitting in community on Sundays at Gracelife with my church family, to wait. I always joke and say God doesn’t wear a watch. While I’m trying to be funny it’s true.

He hears us. All of us. Our voices are heard. Our prayers are answered. Not on our time but His. Don’t allow your heart to harden in the waiting. Don’t give up on Him. He didn’t give up on you.