Look at the pebbles on the seashore, the grains of sand
None of them are formed in an instant
But are polished by the pounding of the waves
Heated, cooled, cracked, broken by the ever-changing weather
Processes designed by me that cannot be rushed
The beauty lies in the waiting
Wisdom is not formed in an instant
It too is a polishing process
Sanding down rough edges
Weathered by the storms of life
Just as in learning to walk, a child must fall many times
Wisdom grows in the learning
But even the young may grow weary until “true wisdom” is learned
Only those who learn to surrender their own agenda will soar on heaven’s thermals
Only those who learn to listen to me will gain understanding
Only those who yield to my refining process will renew their strength
You ask, “How long?”
My child, look to the past and remember all I have done for you
Embrace the present waiting as opportunity to grow closer to me and learn from me
You will be stronger in the future when you flow with my rhythm
I have all the answers you need if you just take the time to ask
Your heart will be filled with hope when you live in love with me
You need never grow faint or weary when you take time to rest in me
The question is not about the length of the trial
The answer lies in the journey of our relationship
Where you will find love, hope, peace and all the strength you need.