I want what I want when I want it!
The five year old inside revolts in a thrashing display,
No restraint for the moment.
She knows not why she has to wait.
It makes no sense to her.
She fears waiting means it will never come,
Delay equates to refusal, as it were.
Yet, waiting is a part of life,
Another thing I can’t control.
So I guess I’ll stop my thrashing,
And seek patience through letting go.
Sometimes it’s hard to just sit still,
To wait as You say to do.
To fight against my unruly human will,
When my flesh is crawling with desires to move.
I know You’ll renew my strength,
If I could, with trust, find peace with pause.
But I want resolution sooner rather than later,
Won’t You help me with my cause?
I know You’re working.
I believe in Your truths.
If only biding time were easy.
But, I question, what good would that do?
You say I’ll mount up on wings like eagles,
Wings that rise above raging storms.
Catching the powerful wind currents,
Which lift and carry them along.
Lifted high, yet dependent on Your support,
In stillness or in movement.
Please grant me the willingness I need,
To move through and beyond this.
“But those who wait on the Lord
Shall renew their strength;
They shall mount up with wings like eagles,
They shall run and not be weary,
They shall walk and not faint.”