It seems we spend a lot of life doing that.
Perhaps the wait is for something that’s been in the future for years—getting married, having a baby, buying a house (moving to the country!)—or just a few minutes (standing in a check-out line can seem like an eternity). For me today, it’s been about six months.
Oldest daughter, Anna, left home on August 2 to spend three months working in Laos. Two months into her work there, it became obvious the assignment would take twice as long as expected. So three months after she was supposed to come home, I’m still on hold. But today, I’m just waiting for her flight(s) to make it to Nashville—via Seoul, Korea and Atlanta, Georgia.
This waiting bit is fascinating.
While I wait, Anna travels. My role is passive. Hers is active. To me, it feels like nothing is happening. To Anna, she is on the last leg of one of the greatest adventures of her life. For me, time stands still. For her…well…2o hours on a plane is probably going even slower. On the clock, in fact, her time is backing up. But even that harbors its own excitement of sorts.
The point is that something is going on while all I do is wait. Do I wish Anna was home right now? For sure. Will that make her trip go any faster? For sure not. The process has to work itself out in the appropriate amount of time before I will get what I want: Anna at home. Meanwhile, I might as well be patient. Otherwise, the waiting will only be harder and may become downright unpleasant. Besides, the outcome will be worth it.
Sounds a bit like answers to prayer, doesn’t it? God’s at work getting things lined up for us. We feel like nothing’s happening. But it is. If we just wait. Patiently.
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