My soul waits upon God, from Him comes my expectation

There is a place of rest for our souls, even when vexed with the eminence of death. I thank GOD for the gift of prayer, that we can at any time run to Him in the secret place and pour out our hearts to Him. His sure mercies are truly new every morning. Oh, that the world would see Him, recognize the great Shepherd of the sheep.
I am in a strange place of waiting on the Lord today, seeking His face and favor, wating for the death of my dear friend, asking what I should do, when, how. I will trust in You.
My hope is built on nothing less that Jesus Christ and His righteousness....... "On Christ the solid Rock I stand, all other ground is sinking sand, all other ground is sinking sand."
Lord open the eyes of those whom remain blind, that they may see the light of Christ and declare your amazing grace. Soften hard hearts, unblock deaf ears Lord... Oh that men would call upon the Name of the LORD and be saved.
I praise you today Lord that my sister, my friend knows you, that she is secure under the blood of Jesus. Use her suffering to the end of the desires of her heart. Lord and comfort her own beloved husband, son and daughter, as well as all of us who love her.
We look to You Father God in expectation we will wait upon You.