still waiting

We are still sitting on that porch.

We can still here the One moving inside.

We know He is preparing for us, getting ready to open the door, to let the wonderful things inside flow over us like the scent of Thanksgiving.

But it isn't the right time yet.
We think it is,

Yet we wait.

I picture us, Lonnie and I, having a seat outside of the proverbial door, maybe hanging out on a porch swing nearby,

But that "door" is still not opening to us.

No matter how hardly we knock, or how frequently.

I know I have said this before, but we are still waiting, therefore it still is heavy on my heart.



Lonnie is graduating at the end of the month.

We know God has a great opportunity for him somewhere when he is finished. We just aren't sure what it is yet, and that is so very frustrating.
It is so disheartening. I really am not sure how I can explain it or what else I can say about it. It just sucks.