As the months roll on I wonder, “Is this where I belong?”
Waiting, the “two week wait” is here
Could it really be that pregnancy is near?
Waiting. Another month goes by
With silent tears within my soul I can’t help but wonder why.
Waiting, while pregnancies abound.
Except within my womb where only emptiness is found.
Waiting, my hope is fading fast.
I don’t know how much longer I have the strength to last.
Waiting, I see the end is here.
With dreams left unfulfilled, I grieve my deepest fear.
Waiting, God I don’t understand.
You say there is a purpose here in this barren land.
Waiting, I am longing now for peace.
When from this pain that grips me, will I finally find release?
Waiting, God only now I fully see.
It’s in waiting I am molded into who you need me to be.
Waiting, though a choice not mine to make,
I see the beauty in it, with each step I take.
Waiting, seeing God’s in full control.
Has left my faith increased in ways only I can know.
Waiting, the lessons learned profound.
Thank-you God for this path, this walk on sacred ground.