I stood out behind our house the other day, next to the little creek God so graciously allows our family to live beside. The sun warmed my face and I smiled because of its warmth that seemed oblivious to the fact that we were waiting for a snow storm predicted to descend on us in just a couple days.
Our family loves when the snow comes.
I looked around me at all the barrenness that would soon have a new look for a while. Brown, bare branches on tall trees reaching up and up, like arms trying to grab back the sweet summer days. Leaf piles everywhere, crunchy and dead, the proof that beautiful autumn was here for a time with brilliant color and cozy coolness. Now everything seemed lifeless and, well, blah.
Just the brown of transition.
The color of waiting.
As I took all this in around me I began to look a little further past the dryness. I remembered that for these works of creation waiting wasn’t death. Waiting still held life. The trees without leaves would still be vessels that produced buckets of sap for maple syrup in February. Those crunchy leaves would shelter underground creatures like moles, and worms, and bugs until the cold days passed and then would break down to become part of the life giving soil in the spring. The creek that now babbled over the rocks would soon become encased in thick ice, too thick to even see what hides below. Yet, crayfish, minnows, and frogs would accept this covering while waiting for the winter to thaw.
Waiting isn’t death. Waiting is a refuge until life is renewed. Waiting is hopeful.
Many times God uses his creation to speak to my heart. Often I am reminded of his control and creativity. This day I was reminded that God is faithful during the waiting.
There are plenty of barren, blah times in life. I’ve had my share. One day feels like the previous. No change. No growth. Just existence. And yet, Faithful Creator God is not resting. God works in the waiting. Even when I can’t see it. He is asking me to trust him, and wait.
I am learning much about God in my times of waiting. At one point in time in my life I would get upset, angry even, when I was waiting for something to work out (I’ll be honest. Sometimes I still do.) Sometimes I would think that God didn’t care or was just denying me an answer because he could, after all he is God. I even had attributed being made to wait as punishment for something I had done wrong.
I know much better now.
God is so faithful and God loves to give. In his time. In his way. And that means sometimes, often times, I have to wait. But I wait in hope. My prayers that are long term are prayed in the shelter of God’s goodness and God’s will. Because I am his child I can know that God has heard me and I can expect him to work. I can also be okay with the way he works.
Does this peace come easy? Sometimes yes and sometimes no. In my human-ness I often have to approach God again and again as I wait. He reassures me through his Spirit and his Word that he can do what he says he can do. I listen and then peace in the waiting returns.
Mostly, in my times of waiting and listening, I find my perspective gets changed. Just like seeing past the dullness of the late fall, I see past my idea of what should be happening and I begin to see a bit more of what the Creator is doing. I can trust more that God’s ways are better and perfect and do so much more than I can comprehend ( Isaiah 55: 8-13 ) So, I can wait.
Waiting is hopeful. Waiting means I trust God in his role. Waiting also means that I obey God in fulfilling my role.
Waiting is good because God is good.
The snow came.
We woke to find our landscape fresh and white and new. The trees that reached for more sun just days before now held a new work of God for a time as they continue to wait to be filled with green growth in June. The branches were accepting the task that God called them to that day. Strong, steady, waiting.
May I ( and you, reader) be one that opens my reaching arms to the blessings that God bestows while I wait. May I ( and you) be faithful to wait.
Are you waiting? What are you focusing on while you wait?