Waitin' on a Miracle

I found this and it sums up perfectly where we are, what we are feeling right now. Just hoping and praying, all day and all night. Most of you have no idea where this is coming from. I'll explain in due time. For now, just pray. Please just pray.

I’m down to my last drop of faith

My last ounce of strength

My knees are worn

From waitin’ on a miracle

I’ve prayed, God, I’ve prayed

I’ve stormed the gates in Jesus’ name

Crying out night and day

Just waitin’ on a miracle

But I don’t know how much longer

I can hold out hope tonight

And I wish my will was stronger

But instead I’m just a weary heart

Waitin’ on a miracle

I’ve heard Your hand can calm a raging sea

But can You calm the storm in me

‘Cause that’s how it feels

When you’re waitin’ on a miracle

And my soul longs for the day

When I see the answer to the prayer I’ve prayed

And it’ll all be worth the wait

Waitin’ on a miracle

This is what Matthew West says about the song,

This is a song for those who wait. Waiting for your miracle to happen, for your prayer to be answered, for your light at the end of the tunnel. This is a song for anyone who can relate to James and his family, on two different side of the world, longing, hoping, waiting for a miracle. God is a God of miracles. He renews, he restores, and he promises to hear us when we call out to him. So, don’t stop praying. Don’t lose heart. Don’t doubt. In one way or another, your heavenly father will work a miracle in your life. He will answer your prayer. And in the meantime, he will give you the strength to take each next step, knowing each next step is one step closer to the miracle you long to see.

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