Here we are at the end of January. How quickly time can slip away from us. Yet somehow the cold and dark of winter always last entirely too long for many of us. Just today I was speaking with someone and they commented that they were ready for winter to be over and I couldn’t disagree with that statement. Even though I know that on the other side of winter comes the onslaught of pollen, tilled earth and it’s molds and farmers spraying the ground with enough chemicals to about half kill me. But even with all of that, I can’t help but look forward to the longer days, the lingering sunshine, the budding trees and the early blossoms of spring.
We spend so much of our lives waiting. Waiting for winter to end, waiting for spring to begin, waiting for this opportunity or that opportunity. We wait for the right time; meanwhile bemoaning all of the wrong time we seem to be finding ourselves surrounded by.
But it’s important to remember, that even in the midst of the waiting, there is still a place for movement. A place for action. Waiting doesn’t just mean standing still and doing nothing.
Right now I myself am in a season of waiting. I know that I want to move. I know for my own health that I NEED to move. I feel like God is calling me to move. BUT, I don’t know WHEN I am going to be moving, I don’t know WHERE I am supposed to be moving and I don’t know HOW we are going to be able to move when right now we certainly can’t afford to move. I’ve been praying about it but I just haven’t gotten any answers yet for any of these questions.
Now, I could get angry or upset about not having the answers to these very important questions, but I just don’t think that wouldn’t lead me to get the answers any quicker. Although, I will confess, sometimes I do get discouraged and I do get angry and upset for a little while. But, then I refocus and remind myself of what it really important in this season of waiting. First off I remind myself that in this situation, even if God answered every single one of my prayers about this, I’m not even ready to move. I have a ways to go before I will be ready to move. I still have too much stuff for one thing. Even after getting rid of at least two tons of stuff last year, looking around my house, that just feels like a drop in the bucket. I have so much more to sort through before I will even be ready to move. Secondly, I only have so much energy and time per day. Do I really want God to tell me He is ready right this very minute? I don’t have the energy for that today, lol. I need this time; this waiting. Even if I don’t like it and wish that I had the answers right now. But what I do have right now is the most important things. I have hope. Hope that God is going to move. That He loves me too much to leave me like this indefinitely and that He has a better place in mind for me. And I have faith. Faith that what God promises, He will deliver. Every time. I have faith that His timing is perfect. Better than any time frame I could ever hope to orchestrate. I have faith that if I trust in Him that He is going to lead me to the right place, at the right time and He’s going to provide the finances as well. I may not know the how, or the why, or the when, but I know The Who in this situation. I know who I am trusting to lead me to the best place He has for me.
And in the meantime, in the waiting, I don’t have to be stagnant. I don’t have to stand still. In fact, I shouldn’t stand still. Do you have any idea how much work it is to move?! A lot! A lot a lot. And I’m pretty sure that my house still thinks ten people live here when in actuality it is half of that number. I need to get rid of the extra stuff that my imaginary people don’t need. That way, when God makes a way, I won’t have to say (hopefully) anything like, ‘Wait! I’m not ready to move right now! I have too much left to do!’ Hopefully, I will be ready to say, “Here I am Lord. Send me. I’m ready.”
Do you also have an area in your life where you are in a season of waiting? Possibility tired and frustrated, feeling like you are just spinning your wheels in the mud? Is there something that you are supposed to be doing while you wait? Something that if you got your answer today, you would be forced to respond, ‘Wait, I’m not ready.’ Maybe there is a reason for this season of waiting that is waiting on you. I would love for you to share in the comments what you are waiting on today and if there is anything that might be waiting on you too. Be safe and blessed my friends.
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