Daily Delight

Sunday, July 3, 2016


I love driving, but I hate traffic. I have about a 30 minute commute to work, which I don’t mind as long as I’m moving at a pretty good pace. But today my 30 minute commute turned into an hour and 30 minute commute. Did I mention I hate traffic? I don’t like waiting. I have a destination, a time I want to get there, and no room for slowing down or sitting in a traffic jam. I was talking to my dad while sitting in the traffic and mentioned to him that I should have left earlier. “Maybe then you would have been the one in the wreck," he said.

How many times do we rush through life, our eyes set on one goal, only to find ourselves stuck in life’s traffic? What if our heavenly Father is trying to protect us? What if he wants us to wait? Dwell? Abide? What if the waiting or the detour we have to take to get around the traffic is for our own good?

I’ve been in a long season of singleness. It’s hard. It’s lonely. It’s frustrating. I know where I want to be and I’m ready to get there. I don’t know why God doesn’t clear the traffic jam for me. I do know that for now, I have to wait. Dwell. Abide. 

I wait for the LORD, my whole being waits, and in his word I put my hope. I wait for the Lord more than watchmen wait for the morning, more than watchmen wait for the morning. -Psalm 130:5-6 (NIV) 

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Kyndle Huey≫ ≫Kyndle Huey is 30-something southern girl who calls Birmingham, Alabama home. She loves reading, traveling, and spending time with family and friends. Her simplest pleasure is a good cup of coffee with a side of great conversation. She hopes you will join her in conversation here.





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