Rest in the LORD, and wait patiently for him
Psalm 37:7
As I sit at the Barnes Crossing Mall, I sprawl out my legs to stretch them. "This bench ain't getting any more comfortable," I think. I look at the clock and wonder where she's at in this place. "She's suppose to meet me right here," impatiently tapping my foot. People walking by in a sea of faces, but none of them are her. Finally, at what seems like forever, she shows up. I'm mad cause she took so long. She goes on and on about why she was late.
Pulling away from the parking lot I realize how many times I've had to wait on her. Like on our first date I told her I'd be there at 8. Do you think she was ready? Oh, no it was 8:30. Showing up she explained,"She didn't like a single thing she tried on." But now that I think about it, she sure looked pretty. I guess I didn't mind that much that day after all.
Yeah, but there was the talk of the wedding one day, and all the stuff she planned. It may take up to a year. Man, I sure would have to wait. But, you know, I don’t mind waiting . And the honeymoon, there won’t be no waiting there. Lol.
The fact is I don't think I've been anywhere she hasn't made us late. Sometimes I believe she does it just cause she can.
Statistics say the man is always the first to go. That makes sense cause I know she won't be ready. So when it comes my time, and I get to the other side. I'll just find me a bench, and wait for her with roses in my hands. I'll softly whisper to the breeze,"Honey, take your sweet time, cause I don't mind waiting for you. Our Lord waited for me, I can wait for you."
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Lance Gargus
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