Could you Wait 100 Years?
By ~ Lydia Froemming
To day God gently whispered to my heart and asked me a question. Today, for the first time, I have a “true” perspective. While I was getting dressed this morning I was asked in a still small voice – “do you trust me?” Of course I answered, “Yes! Lord you know I trust you!” But the voice persisted, “Do you trust me enough to wait? To wait without knowing?” This time it was a little harder to answer, but I did, and the my response was from my heart, “I’ll wait Lord, I trust you enough to believe you know what is best for my life. You know how much I long to be married, but I trust you enough to wait.” Still the voice persisted, “Do you trust me enough to wait 100 years?” 100 years! You’ve got to be kidding, right? I mean, I’m already 19, in 100 years I’ll be 119 (if I even live that long) how am I supposed to enjoy being married, how am I supposed to have kids if I wait 100 years? I mean come on, don’t you think maybe God was pushing it a little too far? But again he whispered, “Do you trust me?” Weakly I responded, “Uh’ yeah, I guess so.” Again, that haunting question, “Do you trust me enough to wait 100 years?” Slowly I answered, I didn’t really want to but I knew I had to answer, and I knew what the answer would have to be, “Yes, Lord, yes I trust you with every part of my life, I trust you fully, I trust you enough to wait . . . to wait 100 years. In fact I trust you enough to wait 1000 years.” Then just to make sure God understood I whispered, “I trust you enough to wait 100 years, but I’d really rather not.” God answer was a surprise, “I didn’t say you would have to wait 100 years. I’m not promising you a husband now or ever. But I love you, and I am going to promise you a wedding.” A thrill went through my whole being; a picture was painted in my mind. In my mind’s eye I saw the bride of Christ, in all her glory – and I was there, I was a part of it. It was my wedding too. I would have a wedding, even if I had to wait 100 years.
“For thy Maker is thy husband; the Lord of hosts is his name; and thy redeemer the Holy one of Israel; The God of the whole earth shall he be called.” Isaiah 54:5
“Let us be glad and rejoice, and give honor to him: for the marriage of the Lamb is come, and his wife hath made herself ready.” Revelation 19:7
By ~ Lydia Froemming
To day God gently whispered to my heart and asked me a question. Today, for the first time, I have a “true” perspective. While I was getting dressed this morning I was asked in a still small voice – “do you trust me?” Of course I answered, “Yes! Lord you know I trust you!” But the voice persisted, “Do you trust me enough to wait? To wait without knowing?” This time it was a little harder to answer, but I did, and the my response was from my heart, “I’ll wait Lord, I trust you enough to believe you know what is best for my life. You know how much I long to be married, but I trust you enough to wait.” Still the voice persisted, “Do you trust me enough to wait 100 years?” 100 years! You’ve got to be kidding, right? I mean, I’m already 19, in 100 years I’ll be 119 (if I even live that long) how am I supposed to enjoy being married, how am I supposed to have kids if I wait 100 years? I mean come on, don’t you think maybe God was pushing it a little too far? But again he whispered, “Do you trust me?” Weakly I responded, “Uh’ yeah, I guess so.” Again, that haunting question, “Do you trust me enough to wait 100 years?” Slowly I answered, I didn’t really want to but I knew I had to answer, and I knew what the answer would have to be, “Yes, Lord, yes I trust you with every part of my life, I trust you fully, I trust you enough to wait . . . to wait 100 years. In fact I trust you enough to wait 1000 years.” Then just to make sure God understood I whispered, “I trust you enough to wait 100 years, but I’d really rather not.” God answer was a surprise, “I didn’t say you would have to wait 100 years. I’m not promising you a husband now or ever. But I love you, and I am going to promise you a wedding.” A thrill went through my whole being; a picture was painted in my mind. In my mind’s eye I saw the bride of Christ, in all her glory – and I was there, I was a part of it. It was my wedding too. I would have a wedding, even if I had to wait 100 years.
“For thy Maker is thy husband; the Lord of hosts is his name; and thy redeemer the Holy one of Israel; The God of the whole earth shall he be called.” Isaiah 54:5
“Let us be glad and rejoice, and give honor to him: for the marriage of the Lamb is come, and his wife hath made herself ready.” Revelation 19:7
