Waiting. Not my favorite subject.
Tick-tock, tick-tock. Days, months, even years go by and you are still waiting.
All the while, there is a desperate need, a heartache, a thorn that is wedged so deep in your soul it keeps you up at night. You pray, you seek counsel, you pray more, you confess, you cry out for help, you subconsciously start to withdraw from people and things, you snap at those you love because the stress of waiting. So… you pray more, seek more counsel, and on and on.
I get why people leave God’s waiting room embittered and disillusioned by God. The most difficult times in my life have been when I feel like I will never get to leave the confines of the dreaded waiting room. Does God even listen?
I don’t know how he uses it in your life, but God uses his waiting room in my life to make me come to the end of myself. He uses it to show me that his ways are much better than mine. He uses it to force me to deal with my wicked heart and trust him.
The greatest joys of my life have come from tasting the fruit I was seeking while waiting in that lonely place.
I hate it while I am there, but it is a grace. A grace that grows me in maturity and dependence on God.
If you are waiting on God for something, will you do me a favor?
Please, don’t give up.
Don’t let the hard days of waiting overshadow the joy of the fruit you are waiting on. And by all means, don’t get embittered when you don’t get the answer you want right away.
We don’t need more people who prayed once, got impatient, and walked away from God believing he doesn’t care.
We need more people who are willing to learn to trust God, believe his promises, and learn to live by his timing.
I promise the wait will be worth it. It is not easy in the waiting, but I can’t think of a single person who has remorse for waiting on God. However, I can think of a lot of people who have serious regrets because they didn’t wait and forged their own way.
Wait. Trust. Seek.
You’ll be glad you did.