...and then on the third day

 I have so many things that I am waiting on. There are those little things like a new pedicure and a shopping trip. And May to come so that I can stop teaching for a while. A trip up the east coast for an anniversary trip and a mission trip somewhere...maybe Africa.  A house. Definitely a house. Living in this camper has served a purpose. I've learned a lot about myself and my husband. But, I'm excited about the possibility of building a house. I can't help but think about the times, in my past, that I was waiting on God. Thinking back, after my divorce, I waited on Him a lot. Every minute of the day. Direction for my kids. Direction for my grand kids. For His peace and presence in my life. I waited. I'm still waiting on Him for so many of the same things. One big difference now is, I'm waiting on Him with a loving husband, not just by myself anymore. However, I am still waiting.

 This morning, the day before Easter, I started thinking about "on the third day." Thinking about tomorrow...Resurrection Day!  There Jesus lay. Lifeless in the tomb where he had been so mercilessly, brutally killed the day before. As He lay in the tomb, the world waited. All those that loved him so. Waited. All those that walked with Him. Waited. They believed in Him. They knew that what He had said, what He had promised was true. But, there was no physical evidence that anything was going to happen. They just believed. They BELIEVED!!!! The women came to the tomb with their spices like they did everyday. This time was different. He was not there. Two men appeared in clothes that were different than clothes that they wore and said, "Why do you look for the living among the dead?" "He is not here; he has risen."  He has risen! He is alive. Was it exactly like they thought it would be? Did it happen like they had planned? No, it didn't. Did it happen when they thought it would happen? No, it did not. But, on the third day...In the Fathers perfect timing...it happened like He had planned. Like he had planned since the foundation of the world.

...on the third day....

Words are just not adequate. The only thing I can say with a surety is, He is my hope too. I am looking for him to show up...now and forevermore. He is my  hope when I go to bed at night. His mercies are new for me every morning when I rise. He is my hope right now as I sit and write this blog. He is my hope for the future. I believe in Him! I am watching! I am waiting!  On the third day (however many days that is for me) it will happen. His way. His timing. His provisions for my life...He will provide. I BELIEVE!!!!! 

He has never failed me and He never will ❤

Happy Resurrection Day ✞
sammie jean