At age 52, I think it is safe to assume that I am at least half way through my life here. Recently, there have been changes afoot. There’s a FOR SALE sign in our front yard, my youngest graduates from college this weekend and my husband is contemplating retirement from his present job. It feels like we are standing at a cross roads and waiting for God to show us the next step.
Waiting hasn’t been my strong point. Typically, my mind plays out endless possible scenarios, and I beg and try to wrestle God into showing me the next step AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. This time is a little different. I recognize my old impatient ways and just don’t have the energy to go there. I am beginning to learn that the waiting is as important as the moving forward. I stop moving, shut my mouth and listen for the voice of God. My restlessness settles. I actually breathe. It’s as simple as sitting still and knowing that God is present and at work even when I am not seeing it. Contentment can finally come when I rest in knowing that God’s will and ways are better and higher than my own.
Therefore since Christ suffered in his body arm yourselves also with the same attitude because he who has suffered in his body is done with sin. As a result, he does not live the rest of his earthly life for evil human desires but rather for the will of God. 1Peter 4:1-2.
Lord, I pray that I am more focused on loving you and following you wherever you lead in whatever timing you choose. Let me put aside anything that distracts me from trusting you. I wait for you to show the way. Amen.