"I waited patiently for the Lord; He turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; He set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand"
~ Psalm 40: 1-2
What is easier to lift? A child squirming, and fussing - or a child sitting patiently with arms lifted to you?
The second one, right?
But me... I'm not so good at the "waited patiently" part.
I try to wait on the Lord. I try to trust. To pray. To believe.
But I still find myself trying to go my own way. To handle things my own way. To do my own thing.
When all I really have to do is wait patiently and cry out to the Lord. He will hear me and show me the way. He will lift me and give me a firm place to stand.
If only I can learn to wait patiently for His will and His way. Not mine.