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God’s Timing

More often than not I do not listen to my own advice. I mean honestly, who does? I started this blog after years of pressing from some very close sister-friends. (Is there a word for sister-friends? You know, friends who are more or less sisters. Fristers? Sistend? Frienters?)

I know that one of my gifts is counseling. I remember being in middle school and having people confirm that in me. I have been listening to stories for a long time. I actually really enjoy listening to people’s stories. And it is remarkable the details I can remember in a story. Now, ask me what I did yesterday….no clue. Gifting. God has gifted each of us. This is mine.

Back to the main point, I don’t listen to my own advice. I have several close friends that are in the middle of situations that appear-in our opinion-to need immediate answers. More than once this week I have stated, wait on God. His timing is perfect. “Trust me”, I said, “just wait”. Sure enough God has revealed Himself more than once. Not because I am some magician or prophet or weirdo, but because time and time again in scripture God taught us to wait and rely on Him.

Yet here I am, not waiting. I have patience the length of my thumb. I have never had patience. I am one of the most impatient people you will ever meet. That gift of the spirit has yet to bloom. I am sure God gives me trials of patience all the time and I repeatedly fail. Probably because I was too impatient to even realize I was being pruned for something. Ha!

I have visions and dreams. I want to see them manifest yesterday. There are so many truths to learn from Joseph. It was years before his dream came to pass. A dream that lead him down a path of suffering, persecution, injustice, and the mighty hand of God. God is mighty always. God is present always. God is perfect. His timing is perfect. I must trust what I already know. I can’t speak for the ways of the world and ways of God. My faith tells me to trust in the middle of the unknown. It won’t always be pleasant or pretty, but with God’s leading it is always right. I must wait.

Wait my beautiful Mothers. Wait on God. Trust me…His timing is perfect.

Genesis 45:4 So Joseph said to his brothers, “Come near to me, please.” And they came near. And he said, “I am your brother, Joseph, whom you sold into Egypt. And now do not be distressed or angry with yourselves because you sold me here, for God sent me before you to preserve life. For the famine has been in the land these two years, and there are yet five years in which there will be neither plowing nor harvest. And God sent me before you to preserve for you a remnant on earth, and to keep alive for you many survivors. So it was not you who sent me here, but God. He has made me a father to Pharaoh, and lord of all his house and ruler over all the land of Egypt. Hurry and go up to my father and say to him, ‘Thus says your son Joseph, God has made me lord of all Egypt. Come down to me; do not tarry. 10 You shall dwell in the land of Goshen, and you shall be near me, you and your children and your children’s children, and your flocks, your herds, and all that you have. 11 There I will provide for you, for there are yet five years of famine to come, so that you and your household, and all that you have, do not come to poverty.’ 12 And now your eyes see, and the eyes of my brother Benjamin see, that it is my mouth that speaks to you. 13 You must tell my father of all my honor in Egypt, and of all that you have seen. Hurry and bring my father down here.”14 Then he fell upon his brother Benjamin’s neck and wept, and Benjamin wept upon his neck. 15 And he kissed all his brothers and wept upon them. After that his brothers talked with him.

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