08-09-01  ::  Tomorrow

"Tomorrow."

Hearing that word roll off my tongue has never held such meaning… such excitement!

"Tomorrow."

Tomorrow I’ll watch as Martie walks off the plane. Tomorrow we’ll spend a leisurely afternoon together. Tomorrow she’ll meet my whole family. Tomorrow I’ll be able to (only for the second time ever) look into her eyes as she talks with me.

"Tomorrow."

I remember when that was "next week", and when it was "next month". I remember my excitement, but also my agony. Tomorrow, this particular wait will be over. Tomorrow, I'll be temporarily relieved of the pain of this separation. But you know what? The wait was worth the suffering.

The way I see it, it’s a foreshadowing of things to come. There are a number of things that Martie and I are waiting for, and those waits will be even longer – but they're waits that are even more vital for our glorifying God with this courtship.

We’re told that, "Whoever can be trusted with very little can also be trusted with much" (Luke 16:10). Martie and I have hung in there, because we know our time together this weekend will be that much more special because of it. Perhaps our trustworthiness in this smaller matter shows that we can hang in there, even when desires seem to be too great to contain.

Does part of me wish we didn’t have to wait so long? Of course. Do I regret the wait? No. It’s brought growth that we didn’t have before, and that’s something I wouldn’t give up for all the visits in the world.

So here I stand waiting for her, until… tomorrow.