So the past 18 months have been an excruciating exercise of ‘hurry up and wait’ for my family and me. Sometimes God has been silent. Sometimes He’s seemed callous. Sometimes He has stretched us. And sometimes He’s met us right where we are. I’m discovering today something else He is during this wait…and the thought occurred to me while singing in the shower….
“Waiting here for You…with my hands lifted high…singing hallelujah”
Now here’s the deal. Waiting has not been a pleasant thing. It rarely is. Have you ever been awaiting a check in the mail? It cannot come fast enough. Or maybe you’ve been sitting in a hospital waiting room watching the clock tick and wondering what’s taking so long. And what’s with 413 lanes at your local Wal-Mart, when only two are open…and it’s Black Friday??
So I’m singing this song and I start thinking….’this is mindless regurgitation my part.’ I am singing about waiting on God and using words and actions that indicate praise and surrender. But if I’m honest, I have not enjoyed this process one single bit – and I could have found 62 billion more pleasant ways to learn whatever lessons I have learned along the way…none of those ways involving praise or surrender.
So I continued singing and asked God to make the song my earnest prayer. And then I read this in Psalm 62 (not in the shower!)
God, the one and only— I’ll wait as long as he says. Everything I hope for comes from him, so why not? He’s solid rock under my feet, breathing room for my soul, An impregnable castle: I’m set for life.
Today in the wait, He is breathing room for my soul….