Wait for the Lord

It feels like I’m waiting forever just for my life to start. I’m stuck in a unhealthy place, looking for the reset button, and waiting. Waiting and waiting and waiting for healing. Fighting for urgency in a painfully slow process. Take a step and wait, take a step and wait. When will the waiting end? When will I have the strength for more than merely surviving each day? When will I be joyful again? When will I feel whole again? If I can’t be fixed now can you at least give me the patience to get through the process?


Prompt: Isaiah 8:17 "I will wait for the LORD, who is hiding his face from the house of Jacob, and I will hope in God." In your prayer-writing, tell God about your waiting ... about your (im)patience ... about your hope.

Prayer

"Do not be afraid for God is with you."

I feel small and alone. Scared not at an awesome presence like the shepherds saw but at the nothing, at the feeling of being all alone in a tornado of life. Where are you when I feel alone? I know you're there somewhere, I know you're always present, but sometimes it's easy to forget, easy to feel alone. Help me remember your presence even when I feel lost and alone.