I will wait for the God of my salvation. My God will hear me."
Micah 7:7
It happened way back when my daughter was four years old. Every day I took her to a day care center down the street from where we lived. Each morning I packed her lunch, but one morning I was out of groceries so I told her I would bring her lunch on my lunch break from work. But wouldn’t you know, I forgot. That is, until I was finishing up my own lunch. Suddenly it hit me like a ton of bricks, so I quickly got in the car, drove to a fast food restaurant, got her a hamburger and brought it to her. I felt so bad, for I thought I would find her crying and upset, but mostly I was afraid she would never trust me again.
But when I walked in, the picture before me is something I have never forgotten. Even though the other children were out in the yard playing, she was sitting at the lunch table all by herself as happy as a lark, with her hands folded and complete peace on her face. She was looking around, just waiting. You see, she knew I would come. She had no doubt. She trusted me.
I know why this memory has been so active in my mind these recent weeks. It’s because God has asked me to trust Him with some matters for which I am waiting. I’ve been praying, yet no answer has been forthcoming. Also, we’ve been studying some of the prophets in the Bible, and one thing I’ve noticed about them is their complete trust in God. They had a big job to do, warning the people of pending judgment if they didn’t stop their sinful ways and turn to Him. But the people didn’t listen. In fact, they rejected the prophets, taunting them and totally ignoring their message. Yet, the prophets didn’t flinch. It’s as if they were sitting at a table, with their hands folded with complete peace on their faces as they waited on God. They knew, without doubt, that He would come. They trusted Him.
I hope that as God looks down on me, He sees what I saw in my daughter that day so long ago.
My love and blessings,
Judy Rose Grubaugh
The photo is of my daughter and me today.