“Through sickness and pain,

Through trials we face,

Through war and through loss,

We won’t lose faith.

With our hands lifted high,

We look to the sky.

In You we remain,

on You we will wait.”

– “Wait On You” by

Unspoken

Friends, I’m longing for the days when I can sit around a fire with my family and sing songs way too long into the darkness. I’m longing for barbecue and macaroni salad. I’m desperate for a warm night and fireflies, when the answer to the question, “Can I stay up a little longer?” is always “Yes, baby girl.”

I’m looking for country music blaring on the stereo as I drive a winding road with the windows down.

Friends, I’m talking about sunshine and blue skies, clouds and the smell of cut grass on the wind. I’m talking about walking outside without a coat on.

I know there is a season for all things, but I’m over this one. I need to see green grass and feel the wind at my shoulder. I think my kid feels the same way.

When we had the recent thaw, she was thrilled. But then, as is prone to happen in Western New York, a storm came and dumped a ridiculous amount of snow on us.

“Why does it always have to snow, mama?” she asked with a scowl.

“I dunno, babe,” I said, equally as perplexed.

For me and the kiddo, waiting is one of our least favorite things. When we’re waiting to get through a season, it seems like it takes an eternity. I feel like this a lot when it comes to seasons of my life. With the kiddo and the baby, we’re at a stage that I had forgotten about: the stage of difficulty. When you have a baby, every task you try to do is at least 10 times harder. Trying to leave the house? Don’t forget the 97 things you have to bring with you. Have to be at a morning meeting and you’re almost out the door? Well, good luck because the baby needs a diaper change.

Whether we’re waiting for summer or waiting for a new season in our lives, it can be a good thing even if it doesn’t seem like it. In Isaiah 40: 31, we are reminded of what happens when we “wait on the Lord.”

It says, “But they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength;

they shall mount up with wings like eagles;

they shall run and not be weary;

they shall walk and not faint.”

So, if you, too, are waiting for summer or waiting for another season of life, remember that God has a plan and there is a reason for your waiting. Maybe your waiting, like waiting for summer, will make the joy of receiving that much better.

I’m doing my best to remember that, friends — but I can still daydream.