Friday, January 25, 2013
But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.(Isaiah 40:31)
If you're living, you're going to be waiting.
I spent many hours waiting in doctor's offices, especially as my first husband's health declined.
I know I've picked the right line at the supermarket when the person ahead of me suddenly has a problem and a short order becomes a long delay.
I've waited for flights at airports.
In the summer of 2007, we called ourselves "Soldados de Espera", Soldiers of Waiting, because of the delays we faced left an right.
I've waited for traffic lights to change, for checks to clear, for rain to stop, for mail to come...
And I've waited for the Lord.
It's always with anticipation. Not just twiddling my thumbs. There's an expectancy. It's like when I'm sitting and eating a sandwich or something, and my daughter's boxer is trying not to be obvious that she's waiting for a crumb to drop to the floor, and her jowls are starting to drip with anticipatory saliva. Okay, so maybe I'm not DROOLING, but I know that when I'm waiting on God, it's always good. It's always rewarded. It's always worth it. And He's always on time.