the waiting game

Have you ever been in the midst of transition and just felt stuck? Like even though you’re still moving, actually making it to that final destination seems as if it’s never going to happen, it’s too far off. Like you know what to expect but not when. And it kills. Somehow that becomes the focus even more so than what you planned to do and where you set out to go in the first place.

Trust. That’s where I am at right now. Choosing not to focus on what seems to be going wrong but instead continuing to trust in the promises of God while I’m waiting. Because they are true. They are perfect. They work. But only when I step back and allow them to. When I let God take the frailness of my humanity and combine it with Himself, that’s when the beauty of my own weakness is most evident. Reminds me of how the Bible talks about

“look at the lilies of the field and how they grow”

and the endless possibilities that come along with simply relying on God.* And the subsequent sustaining joy that only He can give. That’s where I’m at. And it’s beautiful.

*Matthew 6:25-34

Frederick Buechner wrote,

"Even the saddest things can become, once we have made peace with them, a source of wisdom and strength for the journey that still lies ahead."