An Encouraging Word
YOU CAN COUNT ON GOD TO COME THROUGH
I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, and in His word I hope;
my soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen for the morning,
more than watchmen for the morning.
A soft glow is beginning to appear on the horizon.
It’s still early, well before sunrise, but I can see the subtle shift from black to blue already taking place in the sky.
It’s still dark, the velvet sheet of night making it difficult to see the road ahead, but I know morning is coming, because morning always comes.
There is a soft hope in my heart for things to come. It lingers, fragile in my soul like a fresh deposit of dew on the grass in the wee hours of the morning.
Time threatens to trample it, to take it away, but I’m not afraid.
You see, I’m waiting on my God to come through and I’m waiting, “more than watchmen wait for the morning.”
I’m not afraid, because the sky outside is lighter now than it was before, because morning is on its way and morning always comes through.
So does my God.
If you’re in Christ, so does yours.