An all too familiar scene around the urban sprawl we currently call “home.” Just the other day, we were in the car during one of the peak traffic times around here, and I was reminded of the word – “wait.”
According to Webster’s Dictionary, the verb “to wait” means:
Stay where one is or delay action until a particular time or until something else happens; remain in readiness for some purpose.
W.A.I.T. – this action is something I have struggled with in the past. W.A.I.T. – I have had a difficult time accepting and dealing with these kind of situations. So many times I have called out to God, “WHY? Why must I wait?” “WHY? Why aren’t you answering me?” “WHY ? WHY? WHY?” I find myself laughing out loud (yes, seriously out loud!) now, as I think about the number of times I have pleaded with God to get whatever it was “I wanted” at that very present time . . . to get it done, to move on it right then and there. what I did not realize at the time was that I was trying to hurry God and I was not trusting in His plan, His wisdom, His power, His timing. I have learned through Him, so patiently and lovingly (yes, lovingly even in my rebelliousness) disciplining me, to be willing to wait. The stories in the Bible are full of waiting
. . . waiting on the Lord.
“The folly of not waiting for God is that we forfeit the blessing of having God work for us. The evil of not waiting on God is that we oppose God’s will to exalt Himself in mercy.” (john piper). So basically when I’m not willing to wait, I am in conflict with God, I am in opposition as to what’s best for my life. That’s not a place iI want to be in my life . . . not any more.
I can hear my Abba Father saying to me, “I won’t be hurried even though I love you. I won’t be hurried because I love you, my daughter.”
And so, as I find myself in another season to “W.A.I.T.” and the peace that my heart is filled with surpasses all the understanding in my head. Yes, the waiting is hard. Yes, the waiting is difficult. yYes, the waiting is finding me asking myself, where do I want to be? In His love, or in my fears? In His hands, or running on my own? in Peace, or in conflict?
The answer to those questions is – where God wants me to be – on my knees.
I have to remain ready, on my knees – in my sense of sometimes total hopelessness – ready for His purpose.
Trusting His timing, no matter the situation – big or small.
God’s sense of Divine timing always amazes me!
Do you struggle in this area too?