So far, in my experience, waiting doesn’t exactly get easier. 

It becomes more fruitful, yes. But easier? No. 

We can so clearly see what we want that sometimes we think we can reach out and there it is--we have it.  

But this isn’t a story of hopes and dreams being dashed by “reality”; this is a story of hopes and dreams enduring time. 

A lot of people give up when there’s a promise followed by a long wait. Many people believe that the “wait” itself is a closed door, an answer of “try something else.” 

But we are not those people. 

And that is not this story.

This is a story about what happens in the waiting. This is a story about understanding the RIGHT time. 

Waiting for the right time, in hope and joy, yields fruit. It doesn’t kill the dream; it adds to it. 

And to put it plainly, we didn’t get what we thought we wanted.

We got what we thought was too much to ask; we got what we thought was impossible. 

We wanted to sell Tuscan Hill; now we’re keeping it. And in doing so, our dreams are actually being fulfilled. 

Sometimes it’s the least likely avenue that brings the “answer” for which you were searching.

To be continued.