Friday, July 10, 2009

Hope You'll Return: Where Time Can't Be Rushed

This is part of a series in which I discuss my personal dismays in moving to another country.

It's over 10 weeks since my dad has left to Seattle. He's just anxious to see us. He has missed my awards, my sister's graduation, Mother's Day, Father's Day, my mom's birthday and -soon- their anniversary. This makes ME anxious. And we still don't know when we're leaving!
*sigh* It's depressing...

As much as I groan about it, I know this:


"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways," declares
the LORD. As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than
your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts. (Isaiah 55:8-9)


There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven...
(Eccleciastes 3:1)


Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out
your hearts to him, for God is our refuge. (Psalm 62:8)

Realizing that I'm a control freak, God knows that He knows what He's doing. I may get desperate, fight, question, or freak, but God will still fulfill His purpose -being to His glory. We're guessing to leave by late August to September. Jesus is the only One, where time can't be rushed.

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