This season in my life has equally matched this season of winter in Ohio – intensely bitter cold, brutally numbing and unsympathic.
Sitting still is a safe place. Alone with God. A place of healing.
Susan Meissner writes:
Picture a doctor's waiting room: cushioned chairs, a display of colorful magazines, soothing music wafting above your head, perhaps an aquarium of sparkling fish.
Why does the doctor provide such a calming environment? Because he or she knows that by and large, people do not like to wait there. Truth is, we don't much like to wait anywhere for any length of time.
And we often cringe at the mere idea of waiting on God - more than any other kind of waiting. He is so frequently not in a hurry. We don't want to learn patience by waiting, though it is often the best way to learn it.
But consider for a moment the flipside. Consider for a moment those times when the waiting room door has been thrown open but we're still sitting in the chair by the fish, afraid to get up, get out and get moving. Sometimes we find ourselves in situations where we sense God nudging us to step out, but instead we're oddly content to just wait it out - perhaps hoping someone else will make the move we're supposed to make.
Just as there are times when God wants us to wait on Him; there are times when He calls us to action. And just as we need to listen for His voice in times of waiting, we need to obey His prompting when the wait is over.
The waiting room has its purpose. It is the place where you get mentally ready for what comes next. You are not meant to live there. You were designed for the world outside. And it waits for you!
This season in my life has a purpose. There is a purpose for everything. There are blessings in storms.
Temperatures this week will reach 50 degrees! Spring is breaking through winter. I am breaking through from sitting still.
God is quiet. I wonder why? I know he is there.
The waiting room was comfortable when life was uncomfortable.
I’m ready to come out of the waiting room.