Last night as I was making dinner my son asked "mommy are you making me dinner?" I told him I was and then it began...about 10 minutes later he grabbed a bowl and asked me if it was ready, frustrated with my answer he walked away...2 minutes later he walked in the dinning room where I was sitting and threw a pack of hotdogs on the table yelling "I want hot dogs!" I tried to tell him that I was making him something much better than hot dogs, and that he just had to wait a while longer. He began to cry and scream while holding his bowl and then went back in the kitchen grabbing can foods and sauce asking me to let him eat those. (my son was not starving...I promise) His last attempt was grabbing a spatula trying to get food out of the pot, and of course me telling him to stop or he would get burned. Eventually dinner was ready and he loved it. Aren't we like my son when it comes to waiting for the better things God has for us? We get so impatient to where we will settle for weenies in relationships, or take any instant type of can food instant results/gratification, or even attempt to fix things ourselves...not realizing we are about to get burned. I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, and in his word I put my hope.
Psalm 130:5. Wait on the Lord...he's fixing us up something great.
