(Wrote this on the flight from Anchorage to Honolulu while my wife gave me a break from carrying our son.)
Sometimes we just need to cry it out.
We are flying back to Hawaii from Alaska today and my son is crying. He wants to get up and walk around. But I can't let him cause we are flying. Because I'm not giving in, he's throwing a fit in the plane and there's not much I can do about it except let him cry it out.
I wonder if that's not true of God and us as well. God is trying to take us somewhere and we want to get up and move and do our own thing, but the best thing for us to do is sit it out. And because we might not like it, the only thing "we can do" is cry it out as well.