I plan to retire...right after lunch on the day I die! Until then I'm here to serve God, love people and talk about Jesus!
Friday, March 31, 2017
I wait for the Lord, my whole being waits, and in his word I put my hope. I wait for the Lord more than watchmen wait for the morning, more than watchmen wait for the morning.
Waiting on God. What a strange idea. It's as if the God who is beyond time would ever be late, but we wait. We wait for his answers, his provision and his arrival. It seems that all of the Christian life involves waiting on God, but it's more than that...it's about our focus, our dependence. It's about his provision. Waiting on God keeps my focus, my dependence, my eyes on him...waiting for him to provide, to help, to come, to work...waiting on the one who always meets our needs. And yet, we wait. It seems to me the waiting is more about trust than about timing. Often, when I'm honest, it feels that God is late, but how could he be? He knows my need, he knows me. And so I trust, I watch, I wait...I wait for the only one who can help me...the God of all creation. He's never late.