Today I am gladly embracing the state of “waiting”. There is a tension involved in waiting for things that could actually drive me to be unhappy or frustrated, but I think it is also possible to just relax and pay attention to what happens when I’m waiting. Some good things happen.
I start listening with an eagerness to hear. Listening to everything that might have a message. Kind of like heightened awareness.
I rest more. There is resting and there is acting, and of course, there is a time for both things. Rest is an absolutely necessary preparation for whatever comes next. So if I rest while I’m waiting I’m doing something important. Waiting is not the same as doing nothing.
The ability to wait calmly and purposefully is helpful and reassuring to others. It’s kind of the opposite of panic and drama, which on an occasional basis is entertaining, but who likes that as a regular diet? Not me.
In searching for something to do with my mind while waiting, I find some different, creative thoughts popping into existence.
The very definition of waiting implies that something has not yet happened. There is hope in that and I love hope. I choose to think chances are high that the next happening will be a good one. Deciding to be positive, and expecting the positive adds to the chances for a good outcome.
Waiting is, in a sense, empowering. I recently had a circumstance that was pretty much out of my control. But I still had the power to wait well or to wait poorly. Waiting poorly is such a waste of energy and emotion – oh my goodness! I’ve done that too and there was absolutely no benefit from it.
I think I was meant to learn through waiting. Every time I have waited on God, for his answers, I have learned something valuable about him. And here again is the part about hope – God seems so unknowable at times and yet when I wait I end up knowing more and trusting more. There are all kinds of examples of this in Biblical narrative. Can you imagine waiting until you are in your nineties to have a baby – and then having it happen? Yeah.
Right now I am waiting on a number of things, of varying importance. I’m just saying that it is perfectly okay to be waiting.
(No, I am not thinking of having another baby. Don’t even go there.)