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Poem: The Prayer of a Waiting Wife

Updated on September 15, 2014

Driving at Night

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Prayer of a Wife Who Waits for Her Husband to Come Home

Dear Lord,

The journey's long,

And he's not strong.

and he is weary.

Six hours ago he said he'd call again

When he knew when

He would start home.

He's now been gone for fifteen hours

He's alone, and driving in the showers

And he is weary.

Perhaps because it is so late

He has forgotten that I wait

He is so weary.

Perhaps he stopped to spend the night

Perhaps he really is all right

Just was too weary.

It's too late for him to drive.

Please bring him home alive.

He is so weary.

Still for his call I wait

Even though it's late,

And I am weary.

Now I fear the phone.

He should be home

For he is weary.

I hope he stopped at some motel

To sleep a spell

It's late, and he was weary.

He will not call tonight

I'll trust he is all right

The night is dreary

And I'm weary.

God's Protection

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The Story Behind the Poem

This poem was definitely therapy. I began writing it at 1:30 AM this morning as I waited for my husband, who had been up since 6 AM to come home from a very demanding business trip. He's the sort who needs his eight hours of sleep a night. He had gone to Ventura -- a three hour trip -- to make sure a tenant he needed to evict really got out. He did not want to have to wait for a formal eviction, which would take another 60 days, because this tenant was responsible for some violations of city codes, and the city has given us only 60 days to fix these things. The tenant was always uncooperative about letting workman in to do anything, and we had to get her out in some legal way.

Our lawyer thought my husband's plan to offer to give her $1,700 security deposit back even if she did no cleaning if she voluntarily got out before midnight last night was a good one. She agreed to be out, and my husband went with two men and a truck, which she said she wouldn't need, just in case she did find she needed them. Meanwhile, the two men worked on some landscaping to help clear some of the violations we could tackle from outside. I knew my husband had the cash in his pocket, and I was concerned about his carrying it that way, but he'd promised her the cash, knowing she could use it for a security deposit for another place or could get a place in a residential motel with the money so she would not be out on the street.

Naturally I was concerned about his long day, and had hoped to hear from him, but I knew he would have his hands full. He called me about 7 PM and said the tenant was partially out and would be back before 9 to finish and he had to wait. He said he'd be back in touch later. I expected he'll call when he left Ventura. I did know that he and the other two men that went up separately with the truck had gone to get something to eat earlier, so at least he'd eaten. But I know how tired he can get. He is 72 years old, not in the best physical shape, and in the past two days his knee had collapsed on him twice, and the second time he fell, fortunately not doing more harm than a big bump on his leg.

As I waited for him to come home, these things passed through my mind. I knew the tenant being evicted was on drugs, as were the people whom she had recruited to help her move her stuff. I was worried because I knew they all knew my husband had cash on him. What I did not know until later was that a previous commercial tenant, who shows the property for us, and her husband, who had just changed the locks on the apartment for us, had decided to stay there with my husband until he left. They were worried about the possibility of the tenant and her companions hurting or robbing him. But I did not know they were with him.

And so I waited. At midnight I began to wonder why he hadn't called to let me know if he had started home. At 1:30 I started writing the poem to distract myself. At 1:55 I told my friends at myLot about my concern. And a minute before 2 AM he finally called to say he'd gotten as far as the 101 freeway after driving Highway 154 past Lake Cachuma -- a shortcut that bypasses most of Santa Barbara. Although it had been pouring for hours at home, another reason I was worried, he said he hadn't hit any rain yet. He said he'd stop in Santa Maria for coffee and if he hit bad driving conditions he'd get a motel -- even if he was an hour from home.

The phone call relieved my mind enough to allow me to go to bed and try to sleep, praying God would help him make the right decision about whether to continue driving or to stop, and to bring him safely home. Evidently I fell asleep right before he got home around 3:30, since I did not hear him call up to me when he got home. When I got up at 7, I checked and saw him sound asleep in his bed and then we both slept in. I was very thankful that God sent helpers to make sure Kosta wasn't robbed or hurt by these tenants who may have had criminal records and outnumbered him. I know God was seeing that he was protected.

Although the tenant had not yet gotten everything out , Kosta decided everyone could call it a night at 12:30 AM. Although we changed the locks, the tenant was allowed to get the few things left in the apartment the next Monday, under supervision. We obtained a written receipt that she got her deposit back. I am thankful Kosta got home safely and that he was able to rest all the next day and go to bed early.

God kept his Psalm 91 promises to Kosta.

Psalm 91 Is About God's Protection for Those Who Love Him

The End of the Story

The rainbow represents God's grace and mercy.
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      Barbara Radisavljevic 6 years ago from Templeton, CA

      Thanks, Creative One. It's nice to have an outlet in writing at such times.

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      benny Faye Douglass 6 years ago from Gold Canyon, Arizona

      Thanks WannaBWriter, for a beautiful poem and interesting story. Godspeed. creativeone59

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      Barbara Radisavljevic 6 years ago from Templeton, CA

      Thank you for your kind words, Phoebe. You probably could write better poetry than you think you can, but you'll never know if you don't keep writing. Someday you will look at one of the things you have written and decide to post it and let others decide if it has anything to say to them. If the desire is there, try. You might surprise yourself.

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      Barbara Radisavljevic 6 years ago from Templeton, CA

      fff, I was relieved when he made it safely home at 3:30 AM, and very thankful. As soon as we can get this building completely rented again, we plan to sell it. We have owned it for 20 years and we were younger and lived closer to it when we bought it. Fortunately, we do have people in the area we hire to do various jobs that don't require our presence, but this was an exceptional case. I want that building sold while we are both still alive, since I don't want to have to deal with it. I make a terrible landlord and don't like to have to nag people to get their rents paid, etc. But if you don't get rent, you are in the same boat as someone who's unemployed, except you don't get any unemployment payments.

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      Phoebe Pike 6 years ago

      You have a way with words... your poem was beautiful. I wish I could write poetry like that. I may just stick to reading yours. ^_^

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      femmeflashpoint 6 years ago

      WannaB -

      This qualified for high anxiety! Goodness, you and your poor guy!

      I'm glad I don't deal with property rentals. I'd be terrible at it. :)

      Very glad all came out well in the end. :)

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      Barbara Radisavljevic 6 years ago from Templeton, CA

      Thank you Movie Master. I was very happy to have the rainbow ending.

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      Movie Master 6 years ago from United Kingdom

      What a wonderful, loving and caring wife you are, I was so pleased to read the happy rainbow ending.

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      Audrey Kirchner 6 years ago from Washington

      Happy ending thank goodness~ Always a rainbow in there somewhere after the storm. Thank goodness he made it home alright and you both got back to normal.

      My son was missing one night (long, long story there) and I've had a few other miserable nights waiting to hear if he was okay or this and that. I would not wish that torment on anyone. I always tell myself that it doesn't do any good because what happens will happen anyway and what "is" is no matter how much we want it otherwise, but when it's people you love and care about, your mind does funny things to you.

      Again, so glad it was a happy (rainbow) ending~~

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      Barbara Radisavljevic 6 years ago from Templeton, CA

      Thank you, Hyphenbird. That rainbow photo was taken yesterday during a lull in the storm. My husband and I were both outside getting thing when I saw it and told him to look. He said it was a sign that God had mercy on him Saturday.

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      Brenda Barnes 6 years ago from America-Broken But Still Beautiful

      I was thrilled to see the rainbow. Bless you for being a loving and faithful wife.