Like a dog before a meal, I am impatient for the Lord to accomplish the promises. Haven’t you read? The Lord is strong and true. Our God wins. Rejoice, and make celebration because the lamb who was slain has trampled the serpent.
Where is the victory? When will we see it? Will it be prolonger even more that my children are waiting and watching still?
The Kingdom of the Lord has suffered violence. I am violent. Don’t hold me back any longer.
Oh, but you are always good. You hem me in, behind and before so that I am in season with you. Bless you, my Lord, my Saviour.