In His Time

This morning, my former supervisor called to check in on me (he sees me as a daughter - prodigal, though I may be). And he reminded me of something I already know, but somehow lost sight of... God does everything in His own time. He has a plan and a purpose for my life, and sometimes, waiting on Him is the only thing we can do.

With my own future so uncertain, I find myself looking around at everyone else... why do they have a good job? a boyfriend?husband? kids? a house? The list is pretty much endless. When am I going to learn to be happy with the life God has blessed me with? If I could just learn to trust Him and wait on His perfect timing, maybe then I could learn contentment and find the peace that often eludes me.

Why

As far back as I can remember, I have always had an insatiable curiosity. I wanted to know everything about everything... science, history, philosophy, theology, teleology... my poor Mom! As I've grown older, that really hasn't changed, but occasionally my questions take a dark turn...

As I look up, the tears roll down

I feel the pain and wonder why

I sit in silence and alone

The question comes: why, God? Why?

Others get all I want

Enviously I wonder why

I may act nonchalant

But I'm still asking why

Deeply troubled in mind and soul

With a heavy heart and audible sigh

I ask the question above them all:

Why must I always ask why?!