There is good news while we wait: We’re not alone!
In my last post, we looked at some things to do while we wait so we can keep our focus on both God’s promise and goodness. When waiting fills us with uncertainty, we can take comfort in the fact that we’re not alone. [Tweet This]
Wait is a four-letter word for most of the population. That’s why we need one another for a sanity check. We are often calmer with other’s situations than we are with our own. So, we can share encouragement while we keep one another sane.
After posting my last blog, I noticed two others who had similar writings on the subject. Ha, told you we’re not alone. Not only do we struggle together, the Holy Spirit knows it and offers tandem messages of encouragement for us.
Both of these writers post regularly on a Facebook group I belong to called, Christian Poets and Writers.
Paul Phillips is a fifty-something grandfather of four, and husband of one. He owns a music shop and loves Jesus. His words touched my waiting heart:
I can count. I learned how to do it in first grade. Really.
With a wry smile, the orchestra conductor waved her hand in a circle to cut off the entire group. The entire group! Most of the musicians waited to hear what the problem was, but I knew. I knew.
The wry smile was aimed at me. Twenty-one measures, I had counted. Twenty-one groups of four beats, following the movement of her baton.
I counted—one-two-three-four, two-two-three-four, three-two-three-four, four-two-three-four—all the way up to twenty-one and then three more beats before I played my notes. At least, that’s what I was supposed to do.
I had only to play five notes—just five—one after another, at the same time the flute soloist played her melody. It should have been heavenly. Should have been.
When I played my notes—my five notes—the flute wasn’t playing. Well, not until the last one I played.
She came in when she was supposed to. I hadn’t waited long enough…. [Read the rest of Paul’s post here]
Excerpt shared with permission
The same morning another writer posted an insightful missive—my new friend, Ana Lisa de Jong pens poetry from her home in New Zealand. Her words blessed me as I allowed the topic of waiting to swirl about me that day. I know her words will touch your heart too:
It is a way forward,
this light, however dim,
and even if I can see my way
only one step at a time,
I trust in the guide
who sees fit to shine
His light only where He leads….
Excerpt shared with permission
So, if waiting is hard, take comfort that you are not alone. It is notable that the wait often brings with it a gift. Both are four-letter words with a promise.
It is thought provoking to think that God may be waiting for us, rather than the other way around. Often, we are the one who needs time to be ready for the outcome of our wait. God’s timing is always perfect. [Tweet This]
He is preparing us, others and the circumstances around us before He brings the answer…right on time.
I’d love to hear your thoughts about Paul and Ana Lisa’s words.
What gift do you anticipate in your wait? Can you share a story when God was right on time?
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Standing on His Promises While You Wait
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