Today a follow-up was posted, sharing comments from readers. I found those heart-felt responses to be as touching as the original.
"...It is so hard sometimes to be satisfied in where God has placed me. To be content. Have you ever been 26 years old and still so very single? Never had a kiss stolen, never held hands with a man in mutual affection. I've never been chosen by a man. I've been waiting a long time..." more
Yet even as I read words of comfort from other young ladies who wait for their opportunity to serve the Lord as godly wives and mothers, my raging mind brought up the same old doubts and fears. Someone mentioned a sister marrying at nearly forty; I thought, "What's the point of that? I want to spend my life raising lots of children for the Lord! Forty's a little late to be beginning." Others mentioned that marriage is difficult just as singleness is difficult; I thought, "Yeah, well, that's easy to say when you're not in the singleness part anymore. It's easy to say 'be content in waiting' after you've discovered that there was someone out there for you. Not so easy when the possibility exists that you may never have what you're waiting for." And on and on came the waves of faithless arguments from my own worst enemy-- my deceitful, desperately wicked heart.
Praise the Lord for His Holy Spirit bringing to remembrance another onslaught of waves that occurred long ago. My doubts quieted, and my thoughts returned serenely to God's sovereign faithfulness at three words:
"Peace, be still."
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