THE WAIT...
Wow. Blogging.. What a wonderful invention of technology. My diary is sooo 2001.
My name is Camille and I just made twenty four at the end of July and this is my very 1st BloG!
Let me capture for you a peephole view of my enormous Journey called Life.
It's been two years since I decided to abstain from ungodly relationships and it has been four
months since I accepted the Destiny designed specifically for me. Yes. If you haven't guessed
already I am a born again Christian, I have been for many years but now living for Christ has
taken precedence inside me and reigns supreme over every other fulfillment on my want list.
I don't want to live pure. I NEED to live pure. I must live a chaste life in order to gain the
tremendous inheritance that is waiting for me as I wait...and wait...and wait some more for that
special someone, wherever you are! lol
Trust me, it's not easy waiting alone by the shore when it seems like everyone is out riding the
waves and having fun.
And the waves disapproves of my choice to stay dry and the force of the aquatic
element's anger attacks me to prove it. The waves come in drenching me with mockery and
splashing me with bitter raw hate.
I feel the effect of the waves ferocity and I am knocked down by it's sting. Sometimes I grow
tired of standing alone and exhausted from multiple wipeouts. Sometimes I just want to give in
and feel the warmth of another or surrender into the shelter of strong protective arms. It's hard to
admit sometimes I am tempted by the glittery bathers with chiseled forms that beckon to me by
the shore. And just when I am weak enough to fall prey to their luring eyes, I am beckoned by
another voice a much louder voice, that knows me by name and knows me too well. And
connected to the voice is a calming presence. And I know I'm not alone.
He calls me to a higher place and I humbly obey. I climb above the noise , above the snapping
and clawing of the crabs that surround me and above the monstrous waves that roll in wait to
take my life. Above the rocks I spot a hideout where I will be safe from the rising tide. I struggle
to reach my destination and when I slip on the wet moss he lifts me up, he guides me until I'm \
safe in his haven, I am protected by the warmth of his glow. In depths of the cave, in his secret
place I wait. When all around me is in
turmoil and confusion I wait with assurance, even when everything is still, I wait. I never leave
from under his shadow. I will never forget he is my hiding place when the world is troubled and
ugly. And whenever I feel uncomfortable and unwanted he gives me comfort.
My deliverer. I'm smiling right now as I think of him. I can say with confidence he is my Deliverer
because he has delivered me from evil, he has rescued me from those that sought to harm me.
And someday (I'm smiling again) he will deliver the man designed just for me. He will deliver my
God Chosen husband to me just like he promised twelve years ago when my ears where
closed and I couldn't hear him.
Now I hear him clearly and I know the truth and I know he never delays on his promises. This is
why he had to get me away from all the distraction near the shore and place me in a high raised
environment. He had to get me out of the muck and seaweed to show me that I do not have to
settle but I deserve someone positioned in a high place! I deserve the best!
And so with this new knowledge I choose to wait patiently without rushing God.
Patience is a virtue. As I wait I have time to focus on loving people and not just one person.
Pure unadulterated love is pumping into my blood and marinating within my heart. And it feels
soft and oh so nourishing!
And with rekindled fervor I can not emphasize to you more passionately, "I'm loving the Wait!"
Is there anyone with a similar story? I would love to hear your version!
Until next time.....
Peace Hope and Splendid Love
My name is Camille and I just made twenty four at the end of July and this is my very 1st BloG!
Let me capture for you a peephole view of my enormous Journey called Life.
It's been two years since I decided to abstain from ungodly relationships and it has been four
months since I accepted the Destiny designed specifically for me. Yes. If you haven't guessed
already I am a born again Christian, I have been for many years but now living for Christ has
taken precedence inside me and reigns supreme over every other fulfillment on my want list.
I don't want to live pure. I NEED to live pure. I must live a chaste life in order to gain the
tremendous inheritance that is waiting for me as I wait...and wait...and wait some more for that
special someone, wherever you are! lol
Trust me, it's not easy waiting alone by the shore when it seems like everyone is out riding the
waves and having fun.
And the waves disapproves of my choice to stay dry and the force of the aquatic
element's anger attacks me to prove it. The waves come in drenching me with mockery and
splashing me with bitter raw hate.
I feel the effect of the waves ferocity and I am knocked down by it's sting. Sometimes I grow
tired of standing alone and exhausted from multiple wipeouts. Sometimes I just want to give in
and feel the warmth of another or surrender into the shelter of strong protective arms. It's hard to
admit sometimes I am tempted by the glittery bathers with chiseled forms that beckon to me by
the shore. And just when I am weak enough to fall prey to their luring eyes, I am beckoned by
another voice a much louder voice, that knows me by name and knows me too well. And
connected to the voice is a calming presence. And I know I'm not alone.
He calls me to a higher place and I humbly obey. I climb above the noise , above the snapping
and clawing of the crabs that surround me and above the monstrous waves that roll in wait to
take my life. Above the rocks I spot a hideout where I will be safe from the rising tide. I struggle
to reach my destination and when I slip on the wet moss he lifts me up, he guides me until I'm \
safe in his haven, I am protected by the warmth of his glow. In depths of the cave, in his secret
place I wait. When all around me is in
turmoil and confusion I wait with assurance, even when everything is still, I wait. I never leave
from under his shadow. I will never forget he is my hiding place when the world is troubled and
ugly. And whenever I feel uncomfortable and unwanted he gives me comfort.
My deliverer. I'm smiling right now as I think of him. I can say with confidence he is my Deliverer
because he has delivered me from evil, he has rescued me from those that sought to harm me.
And someday (I'm smiling again) he will deliver the man designed just for me. He will deliver my
God Chosen husband to me just like he promised twelve years ago when my ears where
closed and I couldn't hear him.
Now I hear him clearly and I know the truth and I know he never delays on his promises. This is
why he had to get me away from all the distraction near the shore and place me in a high raised
environment. He had to get me out of the muck and seaweed to show me that I do not have to
settle but I deserve someone positioned in a high place! I deserve the best!
And so with this new knowledge I choose to wait patiently without rushing God.
Patience is a virtue. As I wait I have time to focus on loving people and not just one person.
Pure unadulterated love is pumping into my blood and marinating within my heart. And it feels
soft and oh so nourishing!
And with rekindled fervor I can not emphasize to you more passionately, "I'm loving the Wait!"
Is there anyone with a similar story? I would love to hear your version!
Until next time.....
Peace Hope and Splendid Love