Saturday, January 12, 2013

A Poem for the Day: Wait

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Wait
by Russell Kelfer

Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried;
Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate . . .
And the Master so gently said, "Wait."

"Wait? you say wait?" my indignant reply.
"Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard?
By faith I have asked, and I'm claiming your Word.

"My future and all to which I relate
Hangs in the balance, and you tell me to wait?
I'm needing a 'yes', a go-ahead sign,
Or even a 'no' to which I can resign.

"You promised, dear Lord, that if we believe,
We need but to ask, and we shall receive.
And Lord I've been asking, and this is my cry:
I'm weary of asking! I need a reply."

Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate,
As my Master replied again, "Wait."
So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,
And grumbled to God, "So, I'm waiting for what?"

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He seemed then to kneel, and His eyes met with mine . . .
and He tenderly said, "I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead and cause mountains to run.

"I could give all you seek and pleased you would be.
You'd have what you want, but you wouldn't know Me.
You'd not know the depth of my love for each saint.
You'd not know the power that I give to the faint.

"You'd not learn to see through clouds of despair;
You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there.
You'd not know the joy of resting in Me
When darkness and silence are all you can see.

"You'd never experience the fullness of love
When the peace of My spirit descends like a dove.
You would know that I give, and I save, for a start,
But you'd not know the depth of the beat of My heart.

"The glow of my comfort late into the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight.
The depth that's beyond getting just what you ask
From an infinite God who makes what you have last.

"You'd never know, should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that My grace is sufficient for thee.
Yes, your dearest dreams overnight would come true,
But, oh, the loss, if you missed what I'm doing in you.

"So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see
That the greatest of gifts is to truly know me.
And though oft My answers seem terribly late,
My most precious answer of all is still . . . Wait."

7 comments:

  1. This is one of my favorite poems! :)

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  2. Hi, Elizabeth - I'm a friend of your Aunt June and Uncle John, and June sent me to have a look round your blog. She must have thought you'd be my kind of person, and I think she was right! So many of the things that are dear to your heart are important to me as well - especially books and libraries. If you haven't read them, I recommend the books by George MacDonald, especially The Princess and the Goblin. MacDonald inspired Tolkien, Lewis and Chesterton, and you might say he built the road to Middle Earth and Narnia. I think you'd find him equally inspiring. Best wishes, Suzanne

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  3. Thank you for sharing this! Just what I needed to read.

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  4. To Anonymous:

    Right on! Tolkien gleaned much from George MacDonald. So has my wife, who has read much of MacDonald. He is a deep thinker and is able to communicate the truths and life's lessons into words.

    That group of writers/thinkers/philosophers you mentioned --- Tolkien, MacDonald, Lewis, and Chesterton --- that is one solid block of thinkers. Add in Francis and Edith Schaeffer and you can add the other bookend! :-)

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  5. Lizzy,

    The poem is very relevant and is loaded with insight. I just had my wife read it, and she is going to find copies to send to her girl friends. More than likely most will end up on kitchen walls, beautifully framed.

    Thanks for sharing. Good timing.

    Strider
    (Dave)

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  6. What a beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing!

    Gabrielle

    www.projectpaperie.blogspot.com

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  7. This is absolutely lovely!

    Aspirer
    www.heavenly-aspirations.blogspot.com

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