What do you do when a stoplight seems to take forever to change? Do you fuss and fume and maybe say words you shouldn’t? And then you’re late for an appointment and the car in front of you is driving the speed limit for heaven’s sake.
What about the time you seem to have chosen the slowest grocery line and you’re sure your ice cream is melting?
These are some of the tiny irritations of everyday life.
Sometimes we wait because of more serious reasons.
Perhaps you have waited for weeks for results from critical medical tests.
Or you are waiting for a loved one to return home from military service, or for your husband to find a job.
And then there is the young couple waiting to adopt an infant after two previous adoptions—they had also hoped for—didn’t become a reality.
These times of waiting can cause sleepless nights and perhaps bring us to our knees.
Waiting is never easy. But, if you or I never had any struggles, would we turn to the Lord for help or would we think we could handle things on our own? Someone has said that we, you and I, have to reach the end of ourselves before we will release our control—that we think we have—and give it all up to God. He’s the one who can handle anything that is thrown our way. Anything.
I read somewhere that Joseph waited 13 years before he was reunited with his family.
Abraham waited 25 years before his wife Sarah gave him a son.
God worked out the details on his own timetable.
What is causing you to wait?