My heart is rejoicing.

A quiet, lovely, sweet sort of rejoicing.

Whispers of thanks to a kind God

who always heard

who always saw

who always knew.

And who, in His infinite grace and power

has delivered a long-awaited blessing.

And I can truly say

that a part of this blessing

has been the long waiting.

I have learned more of hope:

How hard it can be to cling to as time passes.

How foolish you can feel while it’s just hope.

How only hope in the Lord is worth the wait.

I have learned more of trust:

How to let go of control

How to let go of my plans.

How the Lord is always trustworthy.

And what I’ve longed for is now not a right I am entitled to,

but truly a gracious, kind, generous gift from the hand of the Lord.

And the waiting has brought Him more glory in my heart.  The waiting has made me more thankful for this gift.  The waiting has refined me and taught me.  And the waiting is drawing to a close.

My heart rejoices in the Lord.