Mansion of Glory

So, basically there is this house they are building in my neighborhood. It's a mansion..and the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. They aren't done building it yet and I wanted more than anything to go inside and explore it, and imagine how perfect and picturesque it will look upon completion. However, every freaking time I'd try to go in it, my plans would be foiled. The construction guys would ALWAYS out there, or I'd get scared there is a hobo living inside, or the people across the street stare at me. Well, Saturday night I was determined that I would see this house. So me and my friends waited until it was dark and then we cautiously wandered over there. As soon as I crossed the threshold, my phone fell in between the partially made brick wall and the concrete slab..only to ruin my plans once again. We worked for probly thirty minutes at getting it out of that stupid crevice. And after rubing my poor phone all over the bricks wall, and then the cement wall, we finally got it out by using the leverage of a shovel to pull the bricks away from the concrete far enough to wedge a hand down and get it....stupid house. By the time we got it out we were too frustrated to go look around.

Anyways, in some way I feel as though that is like my life. I try so hard to see what God has planned for my future..but like the house, God just doesn't want me to see it yet. Yesterday in church we sang a hymn called "In His Time", which is a prayer asking for God to give us patience to wait for him. It also states that God will make all things beautiful in His time.

Yesterday I got to finally walk into the house and explore it. I had invited my friend Jeriah over along with his girlfriend who just moved into town in the hopes that I could get to know her better and make her feel welcome in our town and especially at our church. I wanted to make sure that I showed them a good time, and I was nervous because the only thing I can ever think to do is watch a movie. The house was the perfect ice breaker, it seemed. We went inside and walked around imagining the inside, and where all the rooms would be, as well as checking the views and assessing the overall value of a mansion like this. Then we walked around the neighborhood looking at houses and the clubhouse. It was great.

I feel like waiting is so hard. In fact I hate waiting. It's nice to know, however, that despite the discomfort there is something great at the end. That gives me hope. So maybe, with the start of school, and the start, once again, of my worries will be more bearable knowing that God has a plan for me, even if I don't know it. I can't imagine going through life without Him.