This weekend, I saw one of the best movies I have ever seen. The Way Way Back is a poignant story of an adult who was willing to stand in the gap for a teenager who needed someone….and I want to be that guy for the rest of my life.
There is no greater calling than student ministry – and I have desperately missed it. Some days, (most days) I feel like this waiting period is a constrictor – squeezing the breath from my lungs one little exhale at a time. On days when your passion – your life blood – seems just beyond your reach and nothing would soothe you like a deep breath… remember this passage from Isaiah 40:
Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.
And if your passion, like mine, is being an influence in the lives of teenagers and their families, go see this movie! It’s definitely in my Top 5 of all time!
“Sometimes waiting turns to wasting.”
And with those words, Jesus rocked my world through Katie’s wisdom once again!
Our family has been in a holding pattern for a LOT longer than we ever anticipated when this journey was thrust upon us by God. And it was very evident early on that it would be a significant wait…much like that time you went to the doctor’s office and got there on time for your early-morning appointment and still missed an entire day of work.
You remember the appointment, right? A minor annoyance at first, you watched the clock and wondered exactly how long you’d be there. As you settled in to an uncomfortable seat and hoped you wouldn’t catch what anyone else had, you began to plan out your adjusted calendar for the day. As you realized even the most well-adjusted calendar wouldn’t be happening THAT day, you sent a few e-mails or texts from your smart phone and just resolved yourself to the wait. And at some point, waiting became wasting as you picked up magazines you would never read on a normal day, took quizzes that assessed stuff you didn’t really care about, and counted something, anything, in an effort to occupy the ticking moments until your name was called.
And when finally your name was called, relief washed over you…partially because the wait had taken SO DADGUM LONG…and partially because your brain was turning to mush as you migrated from waiting to wasting.
Sometimes waiting on God is necessary, though annoying and uncommonly painful. And sometimes, we allow ourselves to unwittingly drift from waiting to wasting. Don’t waste the time God is waxing silent or slow, as some would define slow. Be ‘active’ in the wait. Seek the truths God wants to teach you. Lean into the significance of stillness. And when it’s time, let relief consume as your name is called…not because you’ve been wasting….but because the wait is over.