• kim gentry meyer

The fellowship of waiting

An original poem:


Less striving. More waiting. That has been life lately.

Fighting wrinkles and running late. Missing people in distant states.

Juggling

bills and traffic lines. Forcing myself to exercise.

Enduring the mundane while I dream of the stage.

Waiting for my calling to align with Heaven's take on time.

Trusting, hoping, believing. Breathing.

Preparing for answered prayers. Enjoying the road that gets me there.

Grounded in something much bigger than I.

Waiting for time to move the dial.

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