The Act of Waiting

We wait, we wait, we wait...
So why debate,
Or be filled with hate?
Before we are birthed,
We wait close to nine months...
To later wait to reach that height
And ride the big people rides...
We wait to go to school,
We wait for mom or dad
To get home for work,
We wait to be called,
Get in a line and receive our diplomas...
We wait for that one
We later find to never want to be without...
We wait to see if the altar awaits them both,
We wait for our children to now be born,
We wait at doctor appointments,
We wait for approvals,
That seem forever...
We wait to see the sun,
We wait to admire the moon...
We wait to wear our shorts and chanclas...
We wait while we get that call,
That you got the job...
We wait for payday,
And then the next...
We wait for our children to grow up
And then wish they never did...
We wait for them to leave the home,
And start their own life...
To wish they were still in their rooms.
We wait in traffic,
For that one song to play,
That will make that wait worthwhile...
We wait, we wait, we wait...
As God waits for us to stop living life
Quite wrecklessly... to trust in Him... to live for Him... And wait His Son, our Saviour Yeshuas return...
Until then, we never stop waiting...
But growing and growing,
Yet some live bumping into walls,
Waiting for the misery to stop,
As God waits for us to grab His hand
And live happily, while we wait.
God bless us all, while we live daily,
The act of waiting.

Mark David Grijalva Peres
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