I can summarize the first half of this year into this four lettered word.
For the tech and jet age, this sweet, simple word has become more or less a curse word. Why else do we take such offense at the slightest mention of the need to hold on or wait for a while? You might be thinking, “I don’t have a problem waiting.” Maybe you have even been given a medal or two as the most patient and jovial ‘waiter’ by your friends and family. All I can say is, I wish I had that. I used to think I was fantastic at waiting. Until I found out I suck at it. I am horrible at it. As a matter of fact, If waiting were my job, I probably would have been fired from the first interview and my employer would definitely have re-fired me just because of how poorly I performed. That is how bad I know I am at waiting. But all this, is in hindsight.
When the year started, I was bright eyed and excited. New year for beginnings and whatnot. It was full of so many unknowns I could not wait to unravel. And yes, I literally could not wait. I was in such a hurry, I started missing out on the million little miracles within and around me. This waiting of a thing, is quite tedious if you do it with your strength and sense. On the contrary, it is an effortless feat when you depend on the One who gave you the command to begin with. The year is still full of so many unknowns, and I am still curious. But I have learnt quite the hard way, if I might add, that I am terrible at waiting. That waiting is a skill disciples acquire. I have learnt that I have no capability and it is simply God’s Spirit that carries me through.
Hey favourite person, I know you are reading this and you’ve have tried to express just how much energy and work, waiting requires. I know you have seen it drain you to the last dregs of your mental capacity. I know, because that day, I felt your exhaustion through the bear hug I gave you. Papa said to remind you that it’s not by power, nor by might, but by His Spirit. He reminded me of this just this morning.
Waiting ought to come from a place of rest, beloved. Picture yourself in a restaurant. Having placed your orders, do you insist on following the waiter/waitress to the kitchen to ensure they have gotten it right? Or to confirm if the chef has a pot cooking? Or do you barge into the kitchen all dressed and fancy, demanding to make the gourmet yourself? Your answer is a definite and resounding NO. I know! So why do you do this with other things in your life? Why are you so against sitting, enjoying the ambience and conversation, while the waiter and chef get on their job?
I am in no way pointing fingers, as a matter of fact, I am most guilty of this. But I am learning. Learning that waiting doesn’t have to be unpleasant, that it can be enjoyed and a stronger bond can be born of it. I hope you do too. Papa wants you to rest and wait while He does all the cooking and serving. Will you?