Through the Terrains with Jesus | 004
Still in January
I sat in my car right before my appointment, viewing the peaceful lake with still waters, the morning sun reflecting on the waters, what a beautiful scenery. I began to pray. I prayed I wouldn’t hear what I heard the first time, that I would hear something new. I prayed for this certain thing I wanted to see happen…..
Pretty selfish right?
I know I can’t be the only one who has wished or prayed something similar, am I right?
It sounds bad doesn’t it? But it’s honest truth and that is what I am sharing.. the honest truth of my walk.
As I was walking in the parking lot headed straight through the first set of doors, my finger slightly pushes the elevator button only to hear my girls saying who should’ve pressed it. Mind you, they are only 5 and 3. I stepped right through the office doors and sat myself in that blue chair waiting for my name to be called.
Waiting for me is like waiting for spring to peep around the corner when winter just hit.
Checking my phone for the time only to see two minutes passed by. TWO MINUTES? REALLY? This seems alot longer than two minutes.
There I was, beginning to complain.
I looked around the room to see if there was anything new they hung up, new magazines laid out, you know trying to speed up time… I watched my girls as they sat right next to me swinging their legs back and forth…. then suddenly, my name was called. We headed towards the back of the room and there I was, sitting right on that bed with my legs hanging low, waiting for the doctor to arrive in.
Another wait..
Sometimes waiting can seem forever, especially when you have been seen previously, and all you want to do is be in and out. I know for me I just wanted to hear what they had to say and be out of there.
But it’s in these moments we practice patience, stillness, and even quieting our own voices.
The waiting room can teach us a lot if we are open to the teaching God wants to show us. Being in the waiting room can show us a new perspective if we are willing to see.
And that is where I learned quite a bit of things, including the power of prayer. I knew prayer worked. I’ve seen it. But in this scenario, praying in the parking lot for me to see and hear this ______ that is when I was able to see…. I won’t share all that in this post, that will be for Marker 005. For now, I just want to share how the waiting room can teach us change from within.
I see it as two ways. We can allow it to change us into becoming bitter, full of complaining, always rushing. OR we can allow it to change us into releasing the rush, releasing impatience and learn to become patient, learning quietness and stillness, even learning gratitude.
For me, I was able to see I needed some work inside. And thank Jesus for that because we all could use some working on in some areas in our life, am I right sis??
I don’t know about you but I am very thankful for His grace, forgiveness and mercy because it was and is so needed.
Maybe you are stuck waiting in the “waiting room.” (a place to wait upon the Lord)
Maybe you are waiting for the answer you’ve prayed for.
Maybe you are waiting for the lost one to come back home.
Or maybe you are waiting for the move of God to come through and you have yet to see it.
Whatever waiting you are in, remember this: There is always something to learn in the waiting room. Something new to see.
What is He is teaching and showing you? Where inside could you see some improvement in?