waiting: so that there’s more of You

So that there’s more of You and less of me.

So that faith arises.

So that You can be wholly, completely, undoubtedly, be glorified, honoured, and deservingly praised.





I’ve been hearing and reading the Lazarus story a fair bit this 2weeks.


And I’ve heard of it before, many many times,

this simple story which speaks volumes about Jesus’s love,

heard & read them, together with other giants’ stories,

and understood all about this idea of how God works and moves through waiting…

And honestly I don’t exactly like talking about it, let alone write about it, because it sure does make it seem like I’m (for lack of a better word) desperate.

But I always do feel that the waiting process (as painful as it is), is absolutely beautiful.


Because it truly is a most humbling process from God. It is a progressive-buildup-manyparts kind of lesson but yet when you’re in the lesson itself, its an endless tunnel.

I have waited for too many things in life, and I know God is still making me wait for a good many things/ events too, and there are definitely more waiting processes in the future as well. I dare say I still utterly hate it, of course as a normal human being I do, but yet I can’t deny loving it more and more, because I know God is moving, and He is in no hurry at all to show me His ultimate beauty in His time. How can I ever learn lessons, and become who I am today, without those painful processes? He has shown me again and again, the need for waiting, the need to learn to see and understand things from different perspectives, and of course, the importance of gaining patience, trust, endurance, perseverance, and above all, humility.


I’ve sang and cried along to Corrinne May’s Everything In Its Time over the years, and till today it doesn’t lose its relevance and impact. The issue of Waiting, for all kind of things, seasons, reasons, is something everyone can identify with.

To learn to let go… to learn patience… Its a lifetime-worth type of lesson indeed



You remind me

Of things forgotten

You unwind me

Until I’m totally undone

And with Your arms around me

Fear was no match for Your love

Now You’ve won me


And if I lived a thousand lifetimes

And wrote a song for every day

Still there would be no way to say

How You have loved me


Oh, how You love me


And that’s how You’ve won me


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