You Can't Rush a Sunrise



I enjoy a few weeks on the Atlantic Ocean every winter and many days I manage to catch the sunrise.

Who doesn't love a sunrise?

It comes slowly, you think it's close 
and about to happen any minute,
but you wait and watch and wait and watch some more and then,
after what seems like a long time, there it is,
that little sliver of light ever so much brighter than the brightness you have been watching for so long.


Once that speck appears it only takes about two minutes to completely reveal itself.

Two minutes - but when you are waiting it feels like a long time.
Is it worth waiting for? You bet!

Kind of reminds me of the birth of my children.
Labour was long but when they decided to arrive that part didn't take long at all.

Were they worth waiting for? 

You bet! And way better than a sunrise!

There is a lot of waiting when it comes to depression.
Waiting to feel better, waiting to get a doctor's appointment, 
waiting (and hoping) for a new medication to make a difference, 
waiting to feel like living again.

But you never have to wait for hope.

Hope is right there for the taking,
especially if you have faith.

You never have to wait on God, he is always there too.

He is the one who created the sunrise and the sunset and YOU too.

But sometimes God has to wait for us.

He is waiting for you right now to reach out to Him.

WHAT ABOUT YOU?
Do you already know the comfort of God's love?
Would you like to know Him today?
It's easy. He is waiting. Just receive Him.


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