When the Harvest Comes

What has felt like forever of waiting, praying, lamenting, waiting, crying, waiting, waiting waiting ... God has been in the midst.  It can be so difficult to know that God is with me and for me in the middle of a season.  It has certain been difficult the last year and more seeing the hills and valleys in hindsight.   

We are not completely out of a valley even presently, but I can see what is to be expected in the weeks and months to come.  I can see how answers to prayers are coming and how I am no longer left in this season of not being able to see ahead. 

I have no idea what the season after this looks like.  I know there will be more seasons where it feels like drought and storms, only very quickly to feel like a flow of milk and honey. 

This season is bursting with God's goodness and mercy for me.  He is here in our midst.  He is here and has always been here. 

I wish I knew the why I have to wait so long to see Him at work in some of the big areas of my life, yet I am thankful that I have run the race of endurance and that while I wish my faith was less wavering, I know that God has been and is with me.  He will not leave me nor will he abandon me.  

There is still more waiting to be done, but I can rest knowing that God is holding me.  He is with me.  He is carrying me through.  He wants to give me good gifts.  Sometimes I am impatient and just want what I want now, whereas He is calling me to patience ... as He has something even more beautiful in store for me.  He has the best gift for me and He is apt to reveal that to me when I sit back and allow Him to show up.  

More of Him, less of me.  May my life be a testimony of complete surrender to the Lord.  I love how even when I am weak, He is strong.  He shows up.  He is in our midst.