best thing after a long day is coming home to see a letter from @imaginesofeveryfandom sitting waiting (with two amazing stickers she created that i’m desperate to stick down somewhere). my mum also said, as she gave me the letter, ‘it’s another love letter from your friend in england’ ;)
You might be waiting on the Lord for a certain career in a certain industry, but that doesn’t mean you can’t volunteer or intern in that field today.
You might be waiting to meet your future husband, but that doesn’t mean you can’t experience life with strong community and friendships right now.
You might be waiting to move out of your hometown or state to explore different parts of the world, but it doesn’t take a plane ticket or a passport to go see something new, or meet someone different and be a place to them.
Waiting on the Lord is not like waiting on a guy to text back. It’s not like waiting for the job interviewer to call you back for a second interview. It’s not like waiting for your grad school acceptance letters or scholarship recipient announcements.
Waiting on the Lord is learning to trust Him and His process knowing that no matter what happens, His Will will be done, and you will be right where you need to be.
So knowing this, it’s time to make the most of your life. It’s time to get excited about this very day. Even if you don’t have the finances you desire to have. Even if you don’t have the free time you had last year. Even if there’s a lot on your plate and you only have one day off a week: as you’re waiting on the Lord, there is no reason to be stagnant. There is no reason to put off Kingdom building. There is no reason to not make time for the other people God has placed in our lives. Yes, the schedule might be busy this week, and yes, you might be exhausted from work and school, but remember this:
“making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil…” - Ephesians 5:16
We do not know how much time we have on this earth so let’s not wait for things to happen before we start making the most of the lives God has given us. Every single day He has given us hear matters. So let’s show Him that we are grateful and make the most of it!
Written by @morganhnichols for #TheDevoCo
You’re who I put my trust in
But we’re just collecting dust since
You’re leaving me on the shelf
Denying there’s somebody else
Until you’re putting him on display
And you don’t wanna see my face
I’m just news from yesterday.
But is he just your leverage
‘Cause you wanna get me jealous?
You king of disrespecting
Got yourself a nice crown
Up until he’s not around
Then you’re coming over to me
Like I’m your good old plan B
Or something more like C, D, E
And you just effed up
Wish you the best of luck.
Should’ve known better
I’ve waited forever,
Been too many letters
Now we’re calling it whatever.
I don’t understand people who are really baffled by other languages like “wAit!!!! This letter…. makes a DiFfereNt sound in ThAt lanUuuauuage wAT???! The rulEs for garammmer and spilling is diFfrrfrent???” like yes Sharon those things are what make it…. a different language
My father taught me that sometimes the hardest thing to do is to wait. Timing is everything in this life and sometimes we need to wait for what’s best for us. It’s hard and it’s painful, but standing by and letting things take their course is a part of life. You can ruin everything by not being patient.
i’m sticky and in love and i can’t eat takeout without talking to you and i’m thinking in the modern age my mom says we’re lucky because we don’t need to wait for letters and how we can facetime each other and i never stop being nervous you’ll think i’m ugly but i see you and start smiling. love is changing. i think we’re all scared if it’s going to be uglier or maybe softer. but i recently read something i wrote when i was 15. i’m so much happier now. and you’re here. and i really think it will all work out somehow.
For all the people who are curious, I actually live in a grand Florentine Palazzo sometime between the 15th and 19th centuries, and I sigh dramatically and consistently as my boring husband attempts to court me and I wait for a letter from the hand of my Spanish lover.
Thank you for those of you who have contributed and shared your stories with me the last few months. I can’t wait to show you the collection of letters I’ve accumulated, and I hope you are inspired and moved by them as much as I am.
This is an ongoing project, if you wish to submit: email@example.com or firstname.lastname@example.org.