Sunday, January 29, 2012

Hope Deferred

One of my best friends got married earlier this month. It was gorgeous and perfectly her. Every detail had her fingerprints on it. And seriously, who needs a cake when you can have cake balls?! Brilliant.

Since moving to Nashville, she's pretty much been my go to. One of the few people I knew when moving here. Somehow our paths had managed to wind their way back to an intersection. She welcomed me to this city with open arms and invited me into her community. We have lived together, cried tears together, walked the singleness road together. We have road-tripped, community grouped, traveled to Africa, holiday partied together. The good times far outweigh the bad.

I have pages & pages in my journal where I begged the Lord to bring her a partner. A godly man strong enough to lead such a leader like she is. A man of integrity to sweep her off of her feet. There were moments when it felt as if the prayers were unheard, when it felt like we'd been forgotten. And then, when we least expected it, the Lord answered.

It didn't look exactly like she'd planned. It wasn't the picture perfect story. There were bumps in the road. There were shattered expectations. But it was through the tearing down that the Lord was building something incredible.

As I laid my hands on my friend before the wedding and prayed, I was in awe of the Lord's timing, of His wisdom, of His goodness. A story none of us could've written as well as He did. It was holy and beautiful. 

Heb. 10:23 "Let us hold fast to the hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful."