The door opened just a crack and a small ray of light streamed into the room. Before now she had only seen tiny glimmers of light as they passed by the space where the door meets the door frame; and even that wasn't often. She has been in this room for so long, waiting. For what she didn't really know, she couldn't quite remember the dream, but she knew she must wait. She stepped into the light and peered through the cracked door. Then she saw it, or she saw part of it. He was still working on it and she could see that it wasn't ready yet, but He allowed her to see it and she was amazed. With renewed hope she anticipates the completion of His plans as she abides in God's Waiting Room.
Abiding with Him,