Dear God,
I pray for the willingness to let go of what I thought should have happened, and the strength and grace to accept what is happening now.
Love,
Grace
This blog will be short and sweet unlike the 40 years the Israelites spent wandering in the wilderness. When God took His people out of enslavement in Egypt, I wondered what they were thinking. God promised them the Promise Land, a place to call home, a land filled with milk and honey.
Then, a few days maybe a week or two passes, and they’re already growing weary. If they were already impatient with the wait, I can’t imagine how I would’ve felt in their sandals. I live off two day delivery. I mobile order my coffee so by the time I get there, it’s ready. I live so fast paced then when it comes to my prayer life, I treat it more like fast food take out.
Then, I read the Bible and it’s 25 years for a promised child for Abraham and Sarah, it’s 40 years of wandering in a desert, 33 years for Jesus to go to the cross after 40 days in the wilderness, and so many more instances of waiting.
I’ve learned that there’s humility built in waiting for God. There’s nothing you or I can do to change His mind or speed up the timeline. There’s no magical prayer you say three times. There’s no special fast or retreat. There’s no ETA on this journey. We are humbled because we either decide to submit to God’s timeline or we can stake it out and make our own.
Something I’m learning in this season is that I know nothing. I don’t know what’s good or bad for me or other people. I don’t know where I’m going or what that even looks like. I’m clueless on how life should be. I’m just taking one step at a time. I’m choosing to not look further into the horizon. I’m deciding to be willing to go where God leads me. It did work out or it didn’t. It went my way or it went another way. I’m willing to accept, embrace, and enjoy the journey as long as God is with me. And He always is.
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