DEAR GOD: Waiting On You Alone My King~

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“Wait on the LORD: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the LORD.” Psalm 27:14 (KJV)

Waiting on God is not passive. It is not weakness, and it is not failure. Waiting is often the most courageous obedience a soul can offer when every instinct cries out to act, fix, or escape.

There are seasons when God does not ask us to move forward or make decisions. He asks us to stand still, to release control, and to trust Him with what feels unbearable. And that kind of waiting can feel like drowning—emotionally, financially, spiritually—when the pressure is relentless and the answers seem delayed.

Waiting feels like standing in deep water with no visible shore. It feels like holding your breath while the future remains unclear. It feels like doing nothing when everything inside you is screaming for relief.

But God sees what you cannot.

He sees down the road. He sees the turn you haven’t reached yet, the provision that hasn’t arrived, the protection you don’t even know you need. While you are waiting, He is working—quietly, faithfully, deliberately.

Waiting is not wasted time. Waiting is where God rearranges outcomes. Waiting is where He prepares answers that would collapse if delivered too soon.

Sometimes the most faithful thing you can do is stop striving, stop rehearsing worst‑case scenarios, and place the weight of it all into God’s hands—even when your hands are trembling. Even when your heart is tired. Even when your faith feels thin.

God is not offended by your exhaustion. He is not surprised by your fear. He is not distant from your struggle.

He is near. He is attentive. He is already ahead of you.

And when you cannot move forward, waiting becomes worship. When you cannot fix it, surrender becomes strength. When you cannot see the way, trust becomes the bridge.

“Lord, I place what I cannot carry into Your hands. I release the pressure, the fear, and the urgency to figure everything out. Teach me how to wait without panic, to trust without seeing, and to rest even when the waters feel deep. You see the road ahead, and I trust You with every step I cannot yet take. Hold me steady while I wait. In Jesus name, Amen.”

 

 

 

DEAR GOD: Your Lavish Love & Mercy Are Our Gifts – Thank You LORD~

Father of Lights - James 1:16-18 | PPT“He that spared not his own Son, but delivered him up for us all, how shall he not with him also freely give us all things?” -Romans 8:32

 

Lavish Love, Unfailing Provision: The Measureless Gift of God

  Commentary & Intelligent Perspective

Romans 8:32 is a breathtaking declaration of divine generosity. Paul anchors this verse in the ultimate act of sacrificial love: God did not spare His own Son. The language is deliberate—“spared not”—echoing Genesis 22, where Abraham was willing to offer Isaac, yet God intervened. In contrast, the Father did not intervene when Jesus was delivered up. He gave His Son fully, willingly, and painfully—for us all.

This verse dismantles any notion that God is stingy or distant. If He gave the greatest gift—His Son—how could He withhold anything lesser? The logic is divine: the cross is proof of God’s commitment to our good. Not only salvation, but “all things” are freely given in Christ—peace, wisdom, strength, comfort, provision, and eternal inheritance.

Supporting scriptures reinforce this truth:

  • John 3:16 – “For God so loved the world that He gave His only Son…”
  • 2 Corinthians 9:8 – “God is able to bless you abundantly…”
  • James 1:17 – “Every good and perfect gift is from above…”

This is not prosperity theology—it’s provision theology. God gives what is best, not always what is easiest. The “all things” are those that align with His will and our sanctification. The cross is the down payment; the resurrection is the guarantee.

Tribute & Glory to the Lord

O Lord Most High, how measureless is Your mercy! You did not spare Your beloved Son, the radiance of Your glory, the Lamb without blemish. You delivered Him up—not for angels, not for the righteous, but for us: the weary, the wandering, the wounded. You gave Heaven’s treasure to redeem earth’s dust.

You are not a God of half-measures. You are lavish in love, fierce in faithfulness, and tender in timing. You do not ration grace. You pour it out. You do not delay compassion. You rush to rescue. You do not forget Your children. You engrave us on Your hands.

I glorify You, Father of Lights, for the gift of Jesus—my Savior, Shepherd, and Sustainer. I exalt You for every provision wrapped in His name. You are my portion, my peace, my promise. You are worthy of endless praise.

O Giver of Glory, O Fountain of Grace, You spared not the Son, but took our place. From Heaven’s throne to Calvary’s tree, You gave all so we could be free.

With nail-scarred hands, You lift our face, And crown our days with mercy’s embrace. Let every breath, each step I take, Be thanks for love no pain could break.

You gave Your best—how could You not Give all we need, though we forgot? So let my heart, in awe, remain, Forever singing Your refrain.

Amen.