When God Says “Wait”
“In praying, we are often occupied with ourselves, with our own needs, and our own efforts in the presentation of them. In waiting upon God, the first thought is of the God upon whom we wait. God longs to reveal Himself, to fill us with Himself. Waiting on God gives Him time in His own way and divine power to come to us….Be still before Him, and allow His Holy Spirit to waken and stir up in your soul the child-like disposition of absolute dependence and confident expectation. Wait on God till you know you have met Him; prayer will then become so different. And when you are praying, let there be intervals of silence, reverent stillness of soul, in which you yield yourself to God, in case He may have aught He wishes to teach you or to work in you.” ~ Andrew Murray
I hung up the phone with my sister and couldn’t help but smile.
God, while I struggled to wait, you knew my future all along.
Our conversation covered everything from parenting to the latest fashion, from fitness woes down to the deepest dreams in our hearts. And right before we hung up, she told me of a recent find that she ran across while rummaging through some old boxes.
Before cell phones and Facebook we had exchanged hand-written letters in college. I know, right? She was two years older and had the details of her life figured out. I was two years younger and was living in a world full of unknowns. While she was spending her Friday nights planning her Laura Ashley wedding to her dreamy pastor-fiancee, I was pouring out my struggles to her on pink scalloped stationery… wondering when the wait would ever end.
We crave comfort.
We want it all figured out yesterday.
We pray for God to answer, and sometimes He says to wait.
It didn’t seem pleasant at the time. Waiting never does. “But look back,” she said, “and see how God was orchestrating every detail for your good all along.”
The path ended up looking so much different than what I had originally planned. Over time, my will would have to die so that I could see Him more clearly. Perfect timelines would need to be surrendered so that my dependence could shift off of me and onto Him. Worldly desires would need to fade so that I could be molded into the woman He wanted me to be.
And as we reminisced through time and seasons, it was clear that not only was God’s sovereign hand guiding me all along; He also knew that the waiting would produce the transformation needed in me.
Nearly 25 years later much of the content of my prayers has shifted, but sometimes the waiting remains. I’m sure I will experience more times when I’ll look back and God’s ways will all make sense, but surely there will be delays or answers to prayers that I won’t fully understand until I see Jesus face to face. But because I know that God is working all things out for my good and His glory, I can confidently land where C.S. Lewis did on the matter: “I am sure God keeps no one waiting, unless He sees that it is good for them to wait.”
And so with our hands unclenched and raised in surrender, we wait on YOU, God… because life in Your hands is worth the wait.
The Lord is good to those who wait for him, to the soul who seeks him.
It is good that one should wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord.
At His feet,
*Let’s talk: Are you in a season of waiting? What is God revealing to you about Himself – and about you – during this time?
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