Tick… tock… tick… tock… Waiting, waiting, waiting. Funny how you think that you wait well, until you have to. Then, I feel like we all turn into children, watching the clock, waiting for Christmas morning. Where our nerves are so on edge, and the minutes seem to take hours, and it seems like the waiting will never end. I’m going through a short season of waiting right now, as I’m sure I stated last week, and I decided this week, I was going to get a little help and perspective from some of my other bloggers out there. Ones who have waited. Sometimes for years, some for months, and some might be still waiting. It always helps to know you are not alone. That we all take turns waiting for something. So, this week, I’m shining the spotlight on some of the other people out there who have shared their stories of waiting. And I hope they encourage you, that it’s not over, it’s not the end, that His word never returns void, that He always fulfills His promises, and that we can wait, and hopefully continue to learn to wait well.
“Is this what life is like when God is quiet? Grey, foggy, silence . . .
I have several friends waiting on God right now. These friends are waiting on a forever home, a spouse, a baby, a prodigal child to return to God and to hear about a job. Their humanness wants the silence to end right now, showing them their happy ending in this season. Their desire for holiness tells them He is who He says He is as they ask for more patience.
It’s so hard to be in the waiting room as you long to hear from God. The feeling of frustration, anxiety and even fear can be overwhelming. Any answer is better than waiting.
I learned the difficulties of this season when my younger son, Wesley, was about ten weeks old. A group of us had gone to an Amy Grant concert so my sister graciously agreed to come over and watch the boys. There was a whole debacle with lost keys so we were rather late getting home. When I entered the house, Beth rushed over to tell me that Wes’s lips had turned blue when he was sleeping. She woke him up and he seemed fine but she thought I should know.Silence in the waiting room, Nita Wilkinson, Read the rest of the story here: https://www.inthewhisper.org/post/silence-in-the-waiting-room?fbclid=IwAR3_gV1LxIlrh4n_IyOK7exmbojz8AAQhgbc3gO23DTQnmnR346XEERQUXI
Seasons of waiting are hard. About 10 years ago, we were selling our house to move about an hour away to the bigger city where my husband’s office was. I was also pregnant with our first baby, so we had a bit of a deadline.
First we had our house for sale by owner and sold it. Then the buyer backed out. We decided to list with a realtor. We told the house again. And again the buyer backed out.
We were beyond discouraged. I especially struggled with it because I have anxiety issues and the added pregnancy hormones didn’t help. We even ended up in small claims court a few months later with one of the buyers over earnest money. It was ridiculous.Surviving a season of waiting, Stacy Shannon, Read the rest of the story here: http://familieswithgrace.com/2018/11/07/surviving-a-season-of-waiting-what-i-learned-in-the-nine-years-it-took-to-sell-my-house/?fbclid=IwAR3_gV1LxIlrh4n_IyOK7exmbojz8AAQhgbc3gO23DTQnmnR346XEERQUXI
Knowing there was something to be learned even in our struggles, we looked for God’s message. And we waited.
It’s nearly fall 2018, and in many ways, we are still waiting for God’s direction. While we’ve moved to a new season of ministry, there is still the element of waiting lingering and no clear direction on what we are waiting for.Anticipating God’s Best While You Wait, Robin Alter Gray, Read the rest of the story here: https://inthegrayarea.com/anticipating-gods-best-while-you-wait/?fbclid=IwAR0IQ1vvuss1t4BGoxFK3wb_q2lyHzY9etqSjgt8EmK91O2vvCLOI_pxNzk
Are you waiting for a miracle and growing weary in the meantime? Have you given up hope that God even hears your prayers or cares to answer them? Let’s face it, waiting for a miracle is hard work.
As a child and then an adult, I desperately shouted out to God to heal my step-father. Here was a man who had it all, a lucrative profession, a family who loved him, and status in the community. He was fun, loving, treated me like his own, had a heart of gold, and was full of life before his addictions took over.When You Are Tired of Waiting for a Miracle, Maree Dee, Read the rest of the story here: https://www.embracingtheunexpected.com/tired-waiting-for-a-miracle/?fbclid=IwAR0PEwIzO3qSewG5EHcyWeJ0KAZLY8OkScM5Alt0ByqaEtiwfL6cyl-b6AA