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What Are You Waiting For




"Truly my soul waiteth upon God: from him cometh my salvation."
     - Psalm 62:1

Dear Friends,

What are you waiting for?  I ask myself that question many times during the course of a week.  In fact the question sometimes surfaces several times a day.
Often times we put off doing things that are necessary. We tell ourselves we will get to them later. Why not get started now?  What are you waiting for?
Determined to get more organized.  Made up your mind to stop entertaining negativity.  Decided that some of the company you are keeping isn't good for you.  Feel like you need to make some changes?
What are you waiting for?
The enemy is good at distracting, discouraging, defeating and down casting.
Our Savior is the Master of focus, encouragement and lifting up bowed down heads.  So, what are you waiting for.
Joshua 24:15
And if it seem evil unto you to serve the Lordchoose you this day whom ye will serve; whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the flood, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land ye dwell: but as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.
Today is the day to get it settled once and for all.  Change the way you are looking at the situation.  We are not restricted by "WHAT" because we are empowered by He WHO was, is and forever shall be.
Wait on God for direction.  When He says move, get going!  When He says time to move in another direction it may mean there are some places you cannot go and people you cannot "hang with."
What are you waiting for?  Listen!  Hear God speak.  He never gives wrong directions.
Wait on God!  Wait for God! Keep moving while He reveals His plan for you. 

"For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lordthoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end." - Jeremiah 29:11
God bless you,
in Christ,
Sis. Stephanie


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