Too many people go through life waiting for things to happen instead of making them happen. But what if you’re meant to wait because you have done everything you think you could. It’s never easy to wait for something you know won’t happen.

It’s even harder to stop waiting when you know it’s everything you want. But then again, maybe what you want isn’t good for you. Must remember to be careful for what one wishes for.

I won’t say my life is awful because it can be gone in an instant. I’m thankful for what I have because one never know what’ll happen next. Whatever is meant to be will be and I just have to learn to trust that things happen for a reason. It has made handling disappointments that much easier because I just remember Ibu’s words and know that something better is meant to come my way. Plus, Allah sees the bigger picture. He knows what’s best for everyone.

With that, I’d like to share the following poem which faces me everyday as I sit in my cubicle at work. It reminds me about Allah’s perfect timing, never early nor late. It takes a little patience and it takes a lot of faith but it’s worth the wait. I am not one who regret what has happened because at one point in time, I had to go through it to make me stronger.

Anyway, here’s the poem:

by Russell Kelfer

Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried;
Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate.
And the Master so gently said, “Wait.”

“Wait? you say wait?” my indignant reply.
“Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard?
By faith I have asked, and I’m claiming your Word.

“My future and all to which I relate
Hangs in the balance, and you tell me to wait?
I’m needing a ‘yes’, a go-ahead sign,
Or even a ‘no’ to which I can resign.

“You promised, dear Lord, that if we believe,
We need but to ask, and we shall receive.
And Lord I’ve been asking, and this is my cry:
I’m weary of asking! I need a reply.”

Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate,
As my Master replied again, “Wait.”
So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,
And grumbled to God, “So, I’m waiting for what?”

He seemed then to kneel, and His eyes met with mine
and He tenderly said, “I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead and cause mountains to run.

“I could give all you seek and pleased you would be.
You’d have what you want, but you wouldn’t know Me.
You’d not know the depth of my love for each saint.
You’d not know the power that I give to the faint.

“You’d not learn to see through clouds of despair;
You’d not learn to trust just by knowing I’m there.
You’d not know the joy of resting in Me
When darkness and silence are all you can see.

“You’d never experience the fullness of love
When the peace of My spirit descends like a dove.
You would know that I give, and I save, for a start,
But you’d not know the depth of the beat of My heart.

“The glow of my comfort late into the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight.
The depth that’s beyond getting just what you ask
From an infinite God who makes what you have last.

“You’d never know, should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that My grace is sufficient for thee.
Yes, your dearest dreams overnight would come true,
But, oh, the loss, if you missed what I’m doing in you.

“So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see
That the greatest of gifts is to truly know me.
And though oft My answers seem terribly late,

My most precious answer of all is still . . . Wait.”

What am I waiting for? Many things. And if waiting is a way of Allah testing me, I pray I can pass it.

After my daily prayers, I make it a point to ask Allah to tame my wondering heart and turn to His obedience. It’s never easy to be patient and be positive while at it. Cure for envy – at times when I find it hard to be truly happy for others, I walk away with a tear or two to be alone and du’a. I’m only human. I’ll learn to make the best of what I have.

After a while you just can’t cry anymore. You just have to believe that what happens is what’s supposed to happen and you can’t change that, even if you tried. So just dry the tears and hope that tomorrow will be a better day. Someday everything will all make perfect sense. 😘


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