"Wait" author unknown

Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried
Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate
And the Master so gently said "child you must wait".

"Wait?' You say wait! My indignant reply
"Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!"
Is your hand shortened or have you not heard,
By FAITH I have asked and I am claiming your word.

My future and all to which I can relate
Hangs in the balance and you tell me to
WAIT?
I'm needing a yes, a go ahead sign
Or even a no, to which I can resign.

And Lord, you promised that if we believe
We need but to ask and we will receive;
And Lord I've been asking, and this is my cry
I'm weary of asking, I need a reply!

Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate
As my Master replied once again, "you must wait".
So I slumped in my chair defeated and taut
And grumbled to God, "so, I'm waiting, now what?"

He seemed then to kneel and His eyes wept with mine,
And He tenderly said, "I could give you a sign
I could shake the heavens and darken the sun,
I could raise the dead and cause mountains to run,

All you seek, I could give, and pleased you would be
You would have what you want, but you wouldn't know ME."
"You'd not know the depth of my love for each saint,
You'd not know the power I give to the faint,

You'd not learn to see through he clouds of despair,
You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there,
You'd not know the joy of resting in me,
When darkness and silence were all you could see."

"You'd never experience that fullness of love,
As the peace of My Spirit descends like a dove,
You'd know that I give and I save… for a start;
But you'd not know the depth of the beat of my heart."

"The glow of my comfort late into the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight,
The depth that's beyond getting just what you asked,
Of an infinite God who makes what you have LAST."

"You'd never know should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that "my grace is sufficient for thee".
"Yes, your dreams for your loved ones over night would come true,
But oh the loss! If I lost what I'm doing in you."

"So be silent my child, and in time you will see,
That the greatest of gifts is to get to know ME."

And though my answers seem terribly late
My wisest of answers is still but to WAIT