*Sigh* Where Oh where are you Romeo? Have you ever thought that? Coming close to eleven years since waiting for my future husband, I'm only twenty-three, but that sounds like a long time.
About two weeks ago I was really feeling down in the depths about waiting for my future husband. I was having it all out at God. We live on farmland now so it's nice to go in the field and talk to God...or yell at him. Yeah, I was screaming, crying, stomping the ground, punching the air. It was an all out fight. I'm sure it was no where close to when Jacob wrestled with God.
I calmed down and I went into our barn. I talked with God quietly, discussing with him how I truly felt about waiting and waiting, and my fear that I'll be getting married when I'm a lot older. One of my desires is to marry when I'm young. I want to be able to have children. I've "reminded" God of that desire numerous times.
It wasn't until a couple days later that God told me to let that fear go. Letting go of my white-knuckled grip was hard. Then God told me this.
Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.
Hebrews 11:1
I am at peace again! For those of you who are waiting just like me; it's okay. Now Juliettes, listen up! Don't just sit on the balcony and weep for your prince in shining armor. Reach out to other Juliettes who are lost and need the love of our King and Savior. In this time don't sit ideally by twiddling your thumbs but seek out what God has planed for your single years.
