At the beginning of the year I wrote about my word for the year, wait. I also wrote about waiting without complaint. Since the first of the year I have waited mostly without complaint, but there have been days of whining and complaining. I am still a work in progress here and some days there is less progression and more digression. I am putting effort into changing this…
In my weeks of waiting there have been some decisions and choices to be made. I have taken these things to the Lord and waited for His guidance and direction. He is ever faithful and of the five choices and decisions needing to be made three have been decided. Waiting on Him has given me a peace with what and how changes have been made that I would not have had if I had relied solely on my own thoughts. I know in His time the remaining two questions will be settled in the best possible way.
But, I am wondering if this is what my word, wait, is meant to accomplish. I have thought that perhaps I have misunderstood what I am to learn this year from the word wait. It is true that I have been less impulsive with my decisions and I have sought the Lord more deliberately and with an openness that I have not had in the past. I am not debating with Him now. Yet, there is a place the Spirit is leading me, a place, I think, I have not really been before.
It seems I have been very busy waiting, praying, meditating, and seeking. Maybe that busyness is not what God wants of me at this time. Maybe He wants me to settle down, quiet myself, be still, in silence. Maybe my hope from Him at this time is His encouragement and inspiration; a time to grow in confidence and trust in His promises.
Maybe wait has nothing to do with questions and answers, choices and decision, plans and agendas.
Maybe wait is being still and quiet and alone in His presence. Maybe wait is just being with Him.
My soul, wait in silence for God only.
For my hope is from Him.
It may be that I have worked at wait when I am meant to simply wait.