Waiting
Who among us likes to wait?
Every time I’m confronted with the need to wait I tend more toward impatience. Perhaps you can relate.
In the waiting room for the doctor or dentist. I fidget with my phone or grab a magazine to peruse.
At the grocery store. I prefer the fastest line.
In the four-way intersection. My car matters most.
I’ve yet to meet a person who likes to wait.
If I ever do meet such a person I will want to know their secret. Why do they like to wait? How do they do it?
God is very comfortable waiting. 40 days or 40 years or even a generation or perhaps even longer.
God speaks and his truth emerges. In his time. Mysteriously and miraculously.
However.
We read the Bible and we forget the span of time.
We pray and want his answer. Now. Sooner than later.
We reflect and worship and even there we are searching for the instant blessing.
Wait.
It’s weighty to wait.
When we learn to wait we practice patience and we discover hope. To wait patiently is to hope.
Tis the season of waiting. Advent.
Prophetic utterances spoken for generations coming true in Jesus. The long-awaited Messiah.
Let’s wait like Isaiah. Like Mary. Like Joseph. Like the shepherds. Like the wise men of old.
He will come again once more. His entry into our world and into your heart is worth the wait.
Together we will wait for his coming again. For the final time.
Waiting. It’s good for your soul. Try it and see.
