I’ve spent 15 years sitting in a waiting room; waiting on God to come.
I’ve spent 15 years sitting in a waiting room; waiting for my son.
15 years sitting in a waiting room; waiting for his healing to come.
Speech therapy, occupational therapy, physical therapy - 15 years.
Where did the time go?
I’ve read magazines and knitted shawls.
I’ve gobbled tasty snacks and taken naps.
I’ve made new friends and chatted with old ones.
I’ve kept up with family events on both coasts.
I’ve assigned tasks and completed projects.
I’ve attended last minute conference calls.
I’ve spent 15 years of my life sitting in a waiting room, waiting on God to come,
When all that time, He was waiting on me… to see that He had already come.