My husband and I, and our family are in the midst of a waiting season. Our coming move will reunite all of us after nine years of separation. Several days ago I sat down and wrote out some of my thoughts about the struggle and blessings of waiting:
I watch the trees let go of their golden trophies of survival with hesitation. Gold and green blanket the ground under the fruitless mulberry trees. The oaks release their bounty with bursts like snowflakes showering the landscape. Last month, hundreds if not thousands of burnished acorns fell littering the driveway, walkways, patio, and yard. The bumper crop will fill many squirrel storehouses.
Creation moves with an exact and easy tempo. We may experience lightning flashes that cut loud with booming thunder. Or we can have unexpected pelting hail on both cloudy and sunshine days. Behind these suddenlies is a process, a protocol bringing the results. While we aren’t often privy to the process, without it, our suddenlies don’t happen.
As I ache for our new home, a place God’s told us will be rich with blessing, I know here too a process is required. We must let go of friends and familiarity. Belongings large and small to give to others for us to go forward. Each day brings another call to let go and trust God for the new season.
The trees will stand bare through winter months. We too will have a season of waiting for new clothing in our new setting. We will have new friends, a re-connection with family, new landscape and environment to celebrate.
We’ve gone through this process before, and God’s proven Himself to be faithful. In my times of impatience and anxiety, I need to remember and renew my trust. Did He not say, “For I know the plans and thoughts that I have for you,’ says the Lord, ‘plans for peace and well-being and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope?” Jeremiah 29:11
He goes before me. I will not fear.
~How About You?~
Are you in the waiting room for one of God’s promises? Do you, like me, get impatient and almost angry with the waiting? I’ve been there more times than I want to admit.
A couple of years ago, Holy Spirit led me on a treasure hunt about the word wait. You will see the entire unfolding here: https://maryellenwrites.com/2016/02/03/2-wait/
The bottom line, however, in my discovery, is that waiting has a purpose. It has a God-purpose beyond what we see. That purpose is full of blessing. When I broke down the Hebrew word letter by letter, this is what I discovered:
“This vision, word or promise you are waiting for will mark a new beginning, a redemption. I am asking you to separate yourself in expectation behind the wall of My timing to protect you from aborting the promise. If you will surrender to My timing, I will anoint you with grace and revelation to fulfill your part in all I’ve shown or told you.”
For me, when I read this, my trust is renewed and peace reigns again. May you too be blessed with peace as you wait. God is never late.