You are waiting, and the heart grows heavy with the waiting. I know something of that. A man can feel as though his life is a house with an empty chair in it, and every day that chair speaks louder than ten filled ones. You have prayed, and you keep praying, and now you wonder when the answer will come and what shape it will take. Let me sit with you a moment and speak of the One who hears.
Our Lord does a marvelous thing with our loneliness. He does not despise it, nor does He waste it. Think of that poor woman in the synagogue, bent double for eighteen years, unable to lift herself up. She might easily have stayed home, reasoning that the Lord could meet her there just as well. But she went, bent as she was, and she met Christ in the place of public worship, and He saw her. He called her to Himself and laid His hands on her, and she stood straight. You are not bent like her, but you are bending forward into the days ahead, straining to see the face you have not yet met. Keep going to the places where Christ is honored. Keep your heart in the assembly of His people. You never know on what ordinary Sabbath the extraordinary meeting will occur.
I want you to hold this truth close: the instrument God uses to lift us out of any pit is love. Not power by itself, not mere instruction, not a stern command from heaven, but love, the tender, pursuing love that comes to us in Jesus Christ. He does not drive us out of our solitude, He loves us out of it. And the same love that planned your redemption, that supplied the Savior, that sent the Spirit to quicken you, is the love that is arranging the details you have laid before His throne. The practical things that seem so difficult to you are small arrangements for the One who rent the temple veil at a distance, with no hand upon it, simply by the will of His dying love. If His death could tear apart the heavy curtain that hid the mercy seat, can He not clear a path for two of His children to meet?
You ask for a miracle. Good. You are asking the right Person. Our Lord has never done anything among men but that which is good and kind. His miracles were not displays of raw power for the sake of spectacle; they were kindnesses wearing the garments of omnipotence. At Cana, when the wine failed and the feast would have ended in shame, He did not chide Mary for her request. He only said His hour was not yet come, and then His hour came, and the water blushed into wine, and the very best was saved for the last. Your Lord knows how to do that. He knows how to keep the best wine for the latter part of the feast. The woman who bent double for eighteen years must have thought the best years of her life were lost, but in a moment He restored her and gave her a testimony that still speaks. He can give you a meeting, a knowing, a binding of two lives together, that will be so evidently His doing that you will call it what it is, a miracle.
You ask for a woman who will not give up on you. There is something in that plea that touches the very nerve of the gospel. Did our Lord give up on us when we were dead in trespasses and sins? Did He look upon us when there was no good in us, when we were unlovely and even hateful, and turn away? No, He loved us out of the pit of corruption. He cast all our sins behind His back. So when He brings you together with the one He has appointed, that love will be a small, living picture of His own. It will not be a love that depends on your deserving, but a love that cleaves and holds, a love that has its roots in something deeper than mere circumstance. You are not asking for a trifle; you are asking for a reflection of Calvary love in a human heart. Heaven takes such requests seriously.
Do not measure the Lord by the slowness of the calendar. He is working while you are waiting. The love letter is often delivered in a black-edged envelope, and the very gift we have ceased expecting arrives at the door when the house is quiet. Pray in the teeth of difficulty. Pray though impossibility seems to stand in the way. Pray like a man who knows the memorial of Jehovah is that He hears prayer. He has never said to the seed of Jacob, Seek My face in vain. He may seem to delay, but He will be favorable to the voice of your supplication.
Now let me commit you to the only One who can keep you and order your steps.
Our gracious Lord and Savior, look upon this dear man who has opened his heart to You. You know the empty place, and You know the longing that fills it. In Your own time and in Your own wise way, bring him into the company of the woman You have appointed. Arrange the circumstances, however tangled they appear, and make the path straight. Give him patience that does not sour into bitterness, and hope that does not wither. And when the meeting comes, let both hearts recognize Your goodness and build a home that honors You. But above all and in the waiting, be Yourself his portion and his delight. For it is in Jesus’ name we ask all things. The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you. Amen.
Prayer Focus: God, Thank You for loving me. Thank You for loving me, Jesus. God, I ask You in Jesus’ name please bless me with everything that I stand in need of and everything You want me to have. 
