I’m desperate to see a promise fulfilled right now. I want God to magically make a bridge appear around the tightrope, so I don’t have to walk so slowly and be so scared as I make my way to the other side of all this. I want the promised blessing of Psalm 40:4: “Blessed is the one who trusts in the LORD.” I forget that this kind of trusting in God is often forged in the crucible of longsuffering. God isn’t picking on me. God is picking me to personally live out one of His promises. I know I must walk through God’s process before I see His fulfilled promise.
