I
wait for the Lord, my whole being waits,
and
in his word I put my hope.
I
wait for the Lord
more
than watchmen wait for the morning,
more
than watchmen wait for the morning.
(vs
5-6)
Waiting has always been hard for me. As a kid, there was no time in my little brain for waiting; this is a characteristic that has stuck with me way into adulthood.
Throughout the last 18 months, I have
learned a lot about waiting. At times, I have felt like the Psalmist where my
whole being was waiting, yearning for answers and conclusions. Often, I felt that I wasn’t waiting for the
Lord, but for paper work to process, for job interviews to happen, for
landlords to sign leases.
In all of this, I have learned that I am
still not very good at waiting; however, the times I found the most peace were
the moments I put my hope in the Lord and the unending, daily goodness He has
for us. The paperwork still needed to process, the move still needed to happen,
ultimately, we would still have to wait, but I slowly learned to LIVE in the
waiting, to live waiting to see, glorify and love Him.
Bailey Douqué
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