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Is It Time Yet?

Patience is not simply the ability to wait – it’s how we behave while we’re waiting. ~Joyce Meyer

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Last spring I was looking for a job. The last of my homeschooled children was graduating high school, and it was time that I started helping my family financially. Or so I thought.

I really believe God has called me to write for him. Having a full-time “real” job would greatly prohibit my creative abilities and thus my writing schedule. Basically, I would be too tired to write.

But I looked for a job anyway.

I found the perfect fit, or so I thought. I would teach English online with a company in China. It was perfect. Flexible. Good pay. Right up my alley- teaching and English!

But God told me NO. Three times I put out the fleece and three times he sent it back. I couldn’t explain it, even felt crazy telling people that God told me not to do it. But I obeyed.

Zechariah and Elizabeth prayed for a child. At first they prayed for a son. A boy who would be like his father, a priest for the Lord. They envisioned a cherub that would grow into a man who would care for them in their old age. As time went by, they gave up on a son. A daughter would be fine. She would look like her mother, be gentle and kind, supportive of her family. But the daughter never appeared either.

Finally, the couple gave up. They didn’t know why, but it seemed as if God didn’t find them worthy of this blessing. They questioned, they cried, they hid their pain and embarrassment. And life went on.

Later, Zechariah’s lot as priest was chosen. This would be the year that he would go into the Holy of Holies. It was an honor, a privilege, an awesome event.

Zechariah walked up the steps, the rope tied to his waist jostling against his leg. He pushed the curtain aside like a child entering the Big Kids’ Class and walked forward. Smoke and incense filled the air as he prayed for the people.

Then an angel appeared and a prayer was answered. A son was given.

If Zechariah’s turn to serve had come earlier, he would have missed the divine encounter. If Elizabeth had had children earlier she wouldn’t have been available to host her cousin Mary and praise the mother of Jesus. If John had been born earlier, he would have missed the Christ.

The answer to their prayer had been given all along, it only needed time.

So many times I can’t understand why God doesn’t answer my prayers. I ask for good things. Things that surely are within his will. Perhaps he doesn’t send the blessing because the timing just isn’t right.

Last month I put the fleece back out, and God said YES. I don’t know what made the difference other than time. The time was right and the blessing was given.

May you be patient as you wait for his timing and his blessing.


The heart of man plans his way, but the Lord establishes his steps. Proverbs 16:9 ESV

Anticipation

waitingI have never been good at understanding the lyrics of songs. I remember one song in particular by Kenny Rogers in which I thought he was singing, “You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille, with four hundred children and a crop in the field,” which makes sense. I would leave, too, if there were four hundred children. Another song that I just now found out I was singing wrong is Anticipation by Carly Simon. I always thought it was “Anticipation is making me crazy”, but in actuality it is “Is keeping me waiting”.

I am back to teaching the Elementary class at church on Sundays. Their prayer request the last two weeks is that time speeds up so they can get to Christmas faster. The anticipation is driving them crazy and keeping them waiting. As I led the prayer for them, I realized that anticipation is what the entire saga of God’s people is about.

For thousands of years, God’s people waited – anticipated – the coming of the Messiah. Then they anticipated his ascent to the throne. And now we all anticipate the return of the Messiah. And that anticipation is driving us crazy and keeping us waiting.

Some people wait better than others. Dr. Seuss summed it up pretty well, I think, in his book Oh The Places You’ll Go.

You can get so confused
that you’ll start in to race
down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace
and grind on for miles cross weirdish wild space,
headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.
The Waiting Place…

…for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
or waiting around for a Yes or No
or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting.

Waiting for the fish to bite
or waiting for wind to fly a kite
or waiting around for Friday night
or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake
or a pot to boil, or a Better Break
or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants
or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.

Dr. Seuss goes on to explain that that sort of waiting is NOT for his reader, and neither is it for God’s people. Anticipation is more than waiting. Anticipation is eager, yearning, longing, enthusiastic, fervent, and hopeful.

Christmas is a great time to remind ourselves that waiting does end in answered promise. A Messiah came. God’s word is true and trustworthy. And a Messiah will return.

We do not wait. No. . . We anticipate!

Come Lord Jesus!


But as for me, I watch in hope for the Lord,
    I wait for God my Savior;
    my God will hear me. Micah 7:7 NIV