i continue to wait
"when crucial needs aren't met (like human companionship), they make us look to God in a way that satisfied people will never be able to imitate." - Bo Sanchez
i am turning 25 this year. and according to some, it is the ideal age to get married. in fact, just a couple of days ago, i heard two women talking about it. they said that it's nice to bear and raise a child at a young age. at 45, you'd have a grown-up daughter (or son), done with college and old enough to get a job. you'd be virtually free from financial obligations. best case scenario - at 50, you'd be ready to retire and would be enjoying your grandchildren.
some people are lucky to be living "the" ideal life. some people, on the other hand, are left with stories still in progress, with some characters left unknown and the plot unfolding bit by it with the resolution (the happily ever after) far from sight.
it is sometimes lonely, waiting. the clock ticking could cloud hope that there will ever be an end to it. but when the process is slow and patience is tested, it means one thing - the end product, the result, the outcome is out of the ordinary - beautiful and ornate.
and when loneliness strikes, when there is no one else around, when our voice echoes in the hollow halls that we find ourselves even more willing to surrender everything in the mighty hands of God. i know because i do. at 10:45, every single night, i pray that as i wait, i become even more courageous, patient and understanding. i pray as if i've never said the same prayer. i continue to knock, and ask. and i will continue to do so.