A Long Time Coming

Sometimes we have to wait, and wait, and wait, and wait. We don't always know what we are waiting on we just know that something good is on the way and until it arrives we must wait. That is the place I have found myself in for the last two years. Waiting. Not being lazy or standing still but actively waiting. I still had to be a mom and wife, I still volunteered at school, attended church, supported my friends, went back to school, but the whole time I was waiting. See I lost a job that I absolutely loved two years ago last month. I was heartbroken. I had been there several years and I never planned on leaving. When I lost the job I didn't think I would ever find another one that was as great as that job. I was hopeless. Or at least I thought I was! But this week almost 2 years to the date later I got a new job. A job I never imagined I would get. A job that pays more than I've ever made and that will allow me to still be in school and spend time with my children. This job was WORTH THE WAIT! I hope that I have learned a little patience from this time of waiting. I am not sure I have learned to wait gracefully but I do believe I have learned to wait like my nine year old does. Having spurts of gracefulness accompanied by regular bouts of whining and temper tantrums. Oh thank you Heavenly Father that you don't throw the marred clay away. Thank you that you rework me, and that even if my moments of thoughtlessness, even in my moments where my faith fails and my hope seems lost, you are by my side ready and waiting to pick up the pieces of my shattered heart and mold them back into something you can use. I thank you, I praise you, and I honor you Heavenly Father for every good thing that you have placed in my life, even times of waiting!