My husband and I follow the pastor's sermon outline, filling in the open blanks. My husband likes to nudge me to show his filled in words before the pastor gets to them. Even though I may be able to figure them out, I prefer to wait, absorbing the moment until it comes.
I'm the same way with gifts. I love to wait until the right time, building the excitment of the unknown. My husband, yes, you guessed it, he wants to know what everything is beforehand.
"Wait for the LORD; be strong and let your heart take courage; yes, wait for the LORD." Psalms 27:14
There are some things in life only the Lord can provide. The farmers when they have done all they can do, whether or not they believe in God, must wait and rely on "nature." God drops the rain, shines the sun, and grants the increase.
There are times in life that I hate being in "the waiting room." Such as waiting to see my grandkids again, waiting to know about new jobs, waiting to see if my dad's eye surgery is successful...things which only God can change and control. It's hard to be strong and courageous, but that's when my eyes are on me and not on God.
The daily work to fight off impatience and wait, you'd think would be easier because of my temperament, but it's not. As a writer I strive to channel emotions and thoughts with the "exquisitness (is that a word?) of the battle between apprehension and peace."
What things do you like to wait for, or don't mind waiting for?
What things drive you crazy to have to wait for, and how do you cope?
(Notice I didn't use the dreaded "P" word.)
Okay, already, hurry up and answer!
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