Isaiah 40:31 But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
I hate waiting. I have the knack for coming up with plans and ideas that require other’s specialties. This requires me to wait on them to complete tasks. I hate waiting. A few Saturdays ago, I was walking around the house having a grand ol’ bitchin’ session, complaining to myself and God that I was sick of waiting for other people, that I would no longer include others but do things that only I was able to do and wouldn’t need other’s input. “I hate waiting!” I said with great determination.
At the very moment I verbally said the word “WAITING!” this verse came to mind. Those who wait on the Lord will renew their strength, they will mount up with wings as eagles, they will run and not be weary, they will walk and not faint. Oh really? Are you telling me I should be waiting for You and not them?
My very one sided conversation continued, “So You’re saying I’m trusting the wrong person? I need to trust You and wait until You make a move and all this stress and crap and anxiety and unmet expectations will go away.” I thought about it for a moment. If all the stress and crap and anxiety and unmet expectations went away I would have a lot more energy. Granted I’m not sure if I could soar with the eagles but I certainly could walk faster.
I spent the rest of the day waiting on God and forgot the other humans who I had put so much faith in. It was a lovely day. I didn’t have much to bitch about. Actually taking a walk sounded quit pleasant.
The following morning I had two emails waiting for me when I awoke. Each from the people I had been waiting on. I’m still waiting but not on them. I’m waiting on the One who gave the eagles wings to soar and gave me legs to walk. And when the time is right and all is in order I believe that I will be able to run to the finish line without getting tired. Waiting, it just makes me laugh.