So my husband and I made the trek up the dune by the lighthouse to pick a spot to watch the sun set, but as we crested the hill I noticed something that I couldn't see back at the house: clouds met the water. I wouldn't see the sun sink.
I snapped some shots as I watched the blinking of its message of light every few seconds. I asked for another moment or two to watch, and as we did, the sky before us began to change. I ran back up the hill to a breathtaking view.
The sun had gone and left a gift. A gift I almost missed because of my expectations and impatience.
And immediately, I heard the whisper, "Wait." And I was reminded:
"I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, and in his word I put my hope." ~ Psalm 130:5
"Yet the LORD longs to be gracious to you; he rises to show you compassion. For the LORD is a God of justice. Blessed are all who wait for him!" ~ Isaiah 30:18
"I say to myself, 'The LORD is my portion; therefore I will wait for him.'" ~ Lamentations 3:24
And in the waiting come the gifts. Gifts of Himself, of beauty. . . and the gift of knowing that in that moment in time He was reaching out and teaching and loving even me.