Turn the **** of the unknown,
Putting fear in the dirt
Knowing trust is far more valuable
Than the tricks of the enemy.

What do you do when
You already know the answer
But the time of the question
Has not come?

Wait.
Sit.
Be,
Still.

Let obedience be a key,
A vessel and that
Yes, shall be an open door
Into a new season.

I stare with an endless hope — an aching
in the deepest part of me, envisioning
the beauty that my eyes will behold
As I wait, I hold onto that hope,
knowing that one day
I will gaze into what my heart
has patiently desired to see.