-- for friends to show up for coffee.
-- for my husband to finish getting ready on the Sundays I teach Sunday school.
-- for God to speak to me (and that’s on the days I take the time to actually even try to listen).
It’s sort of weird, actually, especially when I know such a verse as this is in the Bible:
But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength;
they shall mount up with wings like eagles,
they shall run and not be weary,
they shall walk and not faint.
--Isaiah 40:31 (NKJ)
In my mind, I often tack on “Teach me Lord, teach me Lord to wait” as per a song we used to sing in church. Yet still, I have a hard time waiting.
But lately I’m having an even harder time with not knowing where I need to/am supposed to be going. Step into my house and see any number of half-started projects, whether it be rearranging the living room or organizing my office. Speaking of my office, you could also look on the computer and find a fair chunk of half-started writing projects.
In a word -- argh!
Yet all this could have been avoided . . . it can be avoided if only I will take the time to do one simple thing: Wait.
I’m sort of nervous and excited about putting Isaiah 40:31 into practice at the same time. Nervous about what I’ll hear, nervous about what it will entail for me, nervous about whether or not I can be patient enough to wait. At the same time I’m excited to find out what it is God wants me to be doing each day.
So I guess I had better hurry up and wait.
