“Waiting in Grace” (Day 40)

Verse of the Day
“Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord!” (Psalm 27:14)
 
When I look back on my life, I see a journey shaped by grace. I was raised in the Philippines in a joyful and simple home. My parents, both teachers, formed me in different ways—my mother with strength and leadership, my father with humility and generosity. From them, I learned both perseverance and contentment.
 
As a young doctor, I came to the United States for training. The move was not easy. Later, when I came to Houlton, Maine, I felt alone at first. The quiet fields felt far from everything familiar. I wondered why I was here. But over time, I discovered that people are people everywhere, and this place became home.
 
My husband, Chet, has been a gift of grace in my life. Our marriage has been sustained by love, trust, respect, and communication. Together, we raised our children and served this community. I returned to medicine when a child in need called me back, reminding me how deeply I love caring for others.
 
There were also hard seasons. Long nights in training. The sorrow of losing young patients. In those moments, my faith was shaken. At first, I thought faith was about rules and doing good. But in suffering, I began to seek God more personally. Through prayer and the support of the church, I came to know God’s presence more deeply.
 
Looking back, I see that even in waiting, even in uncertainty, God was there. Grace carried me—quietly, faithfully—through every season. – Linda Maraya
 
Thought for the Day
Where in your life are you waiting right now, and how might God be inviting you to trust His quiet grace and presence this Holy Saturday?

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