I want to be a lovely waiter. One who sits trusting her invisible God. One who believes He is a God who could move each of us precisely, like a master chess player. One who hums Taylor Swift songs while the world spins out around her. One who prays when she feels anxious. One who smiles on the most mundane of days. One who hopes for the best, like she is picturing heaven on a postcard and sure she will go one day.
The beauty of today: I am getting great practice.
Psalm 130:5 I wait for the LORD, my whole being waits, and in His word I put my hope.
Trust I am not alone in waiting... what are you waiting for and how is that going?