for the Lord.
He turned to me
and heard my cry.
He lifted me out
of the pit of destruction,
out of the sticky mud.
He stood me on a rock
and made my feet steady.
I love this verse,
but I have to say, I tend to want the second half without the first half. That whole "waiting patiently" thing, it just seems like a lot to ask when I am in a pickle. Can't God just come swooping down, pull me out and steady me right from the get-go so I don't have to wait, especially patiently.
It just doesn't sound like a good time.
I mean I am in a pit of destruction for goodness sake! Get me out of here! Quick!!
It is sticky and it stinks like putrid swampy mud.
He could not possibly want me to stay here.
It is awful!
These last few months have been a time of waiting in my household.
We are all waiting for something. Some days it is a patient waiting and others it is an anxiety attack. I think because I live in such a fast pace, instant culture, waiting patiently at times seems so foreign. This world has done it's best to hurry me and cause me to think I deserve instant answers, instant saving, instant everything.
But the more I study scripture, the more I see that God
is in my life for the long haul. His work in me is steady and thoughtful.
Sometimes that means when I find myself in a situation,
He keeps me there. It teaches me patience. It teaches me to wait.
When I do not wait patiently instead of being steady on my feet,
I get swept away with the situation.
I feel depressed, desperate, anxious, fearful, lonely...
all real feelings,
all far from God.
I forget to cry out, I forget to wait patiently for His answer, His plan.
Wait patiently.... in those two words I can feel the emotions behind them.
Calm in the midst of chaos, expectation, seeking,
resting in the present circumstance.
God will not let me be destroyed. He is going to pull me out
and set me on a steady place.
But, in the mean time....
while I wait...I pray,
while I wait... I cry out to Him,
while I wait...I pray for guidance and endurance,
while I wait...patiently