“I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and in his word I put my hope. My soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen wait for the morning, more than watchmen wait for the morning.” (Psalm 130:5-6)
I think I have always thought of waiting as being in limbo, when that’s not what waiting is at all. Waiting is an invitation into transformation. If I can make that leap in my mind, I can learn to embrace waiting—and the transformation it brings—rather than resisting it. As long as I continue to view waiting as some sort of limbo, I will always feel stuck in some way, rather than freed. But if I can begin to see waiting as the vehicle through which genuine transformation takes place, I will be more likely to enter into the space it offers. Then I can come to see that I am not waiting for transformation; waiting is transformation.
Help me to learn how to
wait for you, O Lord, and not just my desired outcome. Give me the surety that something beautiful
is happening in the waiting, even if I cannot yet see or perceive it.