Look who's writing on her xanga! I know that I deserted this pretty little page about pieces of my life but it's interesting how much easier it is to write about your life when there are exciting, strange, hilarious, or uncanny things to share....like those things that come regularly in a distant land. I've checked in on my other friends/colleagues blogs and it must be an epidemic. Not one of us returning has written in months. There are hardly words for times of transition and I think that's why we have little to say. Before we shared of our adventures. Well, those who know where I live know why you have to create it. There's something to be said for small towns, adventure is not one of them. Note: adventure and drama are NOT the same thing at all.
I realized yesterday (snow day number 2) that just about every facet of my life right now can be described in one word: waiting. Whether it's waiting for the snow and ice to melt or waiting on the Lord to return, I'm waiting on something or someone somehow. Have you ever thought about that? We wait ALL the time. While I intercede for others before the Throne, I wait in earnest expectation to see the Lord work. While I'm stuck inside developing severe cabin fever, I'm waiting on the sun to shine and warm the earth to make a way for this caged bird to fly again. While I've sent in my application to LEI (Literacy and Evangelism International), I wait on their decisions to know my next step. When I ask a question, I wait for a reply. When I have an appointment, I wait until it's time to go. I wait for the school to call so that I can sub. I make dinner and wait for it to cook. There's so much waiting!
Scripture tells us to wait on the Lord like in Psalms, "Wait on the Lord: be of good courage and He shall strengthen thine heart," "...rest in the Lord and wait patiently for Him..." He's the one that governs all that waiting time. So, obviously we can't get away from waiting. It's necessary. But what am I doing in the waiting? Isn't that when all the action happens? When Flesh Woman arrives and she's ready to conquer. What do I choose?
When I think about Christ waiting, I remember the night in the garden of Gethsemane. He had been waiting for that night a loooong time. What did He do while He waited for Judas to come? What did He ask His disciples to do?
Pray.
He wasn't consumed by the fact that He was waiting. He had purpose in the waiting. He met with His Father while He waited and He was strengthened.
The Spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak.
What are you doing while you wait?
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