Broken and tired.

She no longer have the strength to fight.

Alone and afraid.

Why is this happening to her?

All she wanted to do was achieve her dreams.

She did not know that it would be this difficult and lonely.

Day in and day out

she gives her best, never settling for less.

Until

an unexpected death took every once of fight and breath that she had left.

It took her beautiful smile that could light up a room.

It took her contagious laugh and it completely shook her faith.

Alone in the night she heard a voice whispering "wait".

"Wait" is all she heard.

It was in the stillness of the night that she gained her fight back.

No longer afraid of the loneless because  he isolation that she was facing left room for preparation.

Everyday she would tell herself to "wait".

Wait.

Wait for the next direction, the next turn, the next trial.

Wait.

Wait for healing.

Wait.

Wait for her moment to burst forth and shine her light like never before.

No longer broken, but finally healing.

She found beauty in her brokeness.

She found strength in His words.

She found her beautiful smile.

She found her contagious filled laugther.

She found the faith to stand and no longer be moved by her circumstances.

She found the true meaning of waiting. 

Wait.