I waited patiently for the Lord to help me,
and he turned to me and heard my cry. (Ps. 40:1, NLT)

I am not patient. There are times when the need is so severe… and so immediate… that desperation sets in and I am not patient. At all.

The mistakes I make when I don’t wait are fairly numerous. It becomes the pattern of “trying to help God out.”

And, as it turns out, God doesn’t need any help.

The Lord knows our heart, he hears our cry, and he knows how to show up. On time. His time.