It’s The Hardest Part

Tom Petty is right.  The waiting is the hardest part.  At least for me.

You see, I’m naturally a go-getter.

• I’m good at organizing a strategy to tackle an issue.
• I can rally the troops and get people to work my plan.
• I can look really intimidating when I need to.

Because of these abilities, it is hard for me to… wait.

I can’t help it!  I like to be moving.  It’s good for my mind when I am busy and working towards something.  It gives me a feeling of empowerment.  Of control.

Uh-oh.

Did I just say the “C” word?  Control?  Bingo… that explains it.

Dagnabbit!

You see, when I become impatient and start running the show:

• It means that God isn’t.  Plain and simple. 
• It means that I am working every angle in an effort to get the outcome I want.
• It means I am telling God that I know what’s best.

A little silly.  Pretty selfish.  Very prideful.  You, too?

Now there is nothing wrong with taking steps towards the outcome we want.  Oh gosh, we can’t just sit and do nothing in hopes that it all falls into place.

But we need to be willing to trust God’s plan and His timing with our lives.

When my marriage was at its lowest, I begged God to fix it right then.  Immediate delivery from pain and heartache was my driving motivation and I tried everything in my power to make that happen.

• I tried to manipulate my husband with guilt and tears.
• I solicited help from his friends by asking them to talk sense into him.
• I took copious notes at church hoping Wayne would read them later and make the necessary changes.

But one day God made it abundantly clear that I needed to step back and wait for Him to move in His time.

So I waited… and waited… and waited.

And I waited and waited more.

And then one day… God moved Wayne’s heart and our marriage was miraculously healed.

Miraculously.

Sisters, you know what I realize?  Had God healed my marriage when I begged for it… I would have missed so many blessings along the way.

• Some of my nasty baggage wouldn’t have been dealt with.
• Wayne would have missed vital healing in some necessary areas.
• Our desperate need for God wouldn’t have been so brightly illuminated.
• We would have missed the chance to grow some spiritual muscle.
• Our family and friends wouldn’t have been able to witness a miracle.

You see, I was blessed… my marriage was blessed… because I waited on God to move.

“Yet the LORD longs to be gracious to you; he rises to show you compassion. For the LORD is a God of justice. Blessed are all who wait for him!” (Isaiah 30:18)

This scripture holds a beautiful promise for us.

It tells us that we can trust that God will be gracious, compassionate and fair in His actions towards us and our situations.  And when we wait for His Divine timing, we will find ourselves deeply blessed!

While waiting may be the hardest part, it can also be the richest part.

My suggestion?  Become wealthy.

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