My Secret Anticipation

Do you remember waiting to leave for vacation when you were a kid -- the excitement and expectation? The days before departure were long, indeed.

How about the anticipation of Christmas morning? Who could even sleep?

And have you ever envisioned opening night, playing the role you've dreamed of? Well, imagine with me for a moment. Excitement fills your every waking moment with inventions of how you will say a certain line, dance your choreography, and fill that stage with energy!

Today I wait in anticipation of a miracle; I believe God will raise someone up. We've asked, He's heard, He's given assurance to many, even a word of faith to people near and far. A great miracle is coming to shake, stir, embolden, and bring glory.

I have envisioned every possible scenario that my limited imagination can conjure. I have thought through the impact of such a wonder, dreamed of how it might be. I wake up in the morning and pray expectantly, filled with peace at waiting, undisturbed by bleak natural tidings, joyful in His faithfulness and goodness. After all, He is God, ruling over all things. And He is Father, I am daughter. And beyond that -- everything is created by Him, subject to Him. And nothing is too difficult. NOTHING!

So for today I continue to wait expectantly. If you catch me praying under my breath, smiling at my ponderings, and joyful at some inner secret, you now know why.

It's no secret any more!