8 Months and Still Waiting

Yesterday, Father's Day, marked 8 months on the wait list. My mom sent me this Scripture last week - framed! - because she knows that my soul is weary...

Psalm 62:5 [I chose a couple versions because the English language can't contain it all in one translation]
God, the one and only—
I'll wait as long as he says.
Everything I hope for comes from him,
so why not?
He's solid rock under my feet,
breathing room for my soul,
An impregnable castle:
I'm set for life. [The Message]

Let all that I am wait quietly before God,
for my hope is in him. [NLT]

Find rest, O my soul, in God alone;
my hope comes from him. [NIV]