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He Waits Patiently
by Wayne Brooks I rose this morning, tired from a late night, rushing to get ready for work. He waited patiently. I ate my breakfast quickly with a muttered prayer of blessing. He waited patiently. I got in my truck and prepared for the trip with music, podcast and like. He waited patiently. I clocked in and worked till break to hang out with the rest. He waited patiently. I worked till lunch the best I could with thoughts of leisure on my mind. He waited patiently. Lunch time came and I spent it eating earphones on my head. He waited patiently. From lunch till break again, I did my labors in a mind tiring flow. He waited patiently. Break came again and I rallied with my coworkers until the last stretch of production was done. He waited patiently. Quitting time came and I got in my truck with music or podcast blaring. He waited patiently. I finally got home, showered and ate my supper to settle down for the day. He waited patiently. I settled in front of the TV with my family so dear to quit thinking for a while. He waited patiently. Time slipped into night and the time to retire was late. He waited patiently. I did not sleep well for the thoughts in my head, cursing all day and images of worldly programs. He waited patiently. I rose this morning tired from a late night, rushing to get ready for work. He waited patiently. I ate my breakfast quickly with a muttered prayer of blessing. He waited patiently. I got in my truck and prepared for the trip with music, podcast and like. He waited patiently. I was called into the office, before clocking in, and told I was needed no more. He waited patiently as I got in my truck and screamed "WHY". Now I rise in the morning to look for work, and patiently wait on Him. Wayne Brooks is a blue collar worker in the manufacturing field. He also writes a blog dealing with Christians in the workplace and Marketplace Ministry. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |