When my mind grows impatient, And I’m pushed to the wall And the problems I’m facing Aren’t changing at all
Jesus teaches the waiting Through His hours on the cross Where He gave a thief mercy In His suffering and loss
Then in the sealed tomb He lay still the day As He silently waited Till Death’s stone rolled away!
I waited patiently for the Lord; and he inclined unto me and heard my cry. He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings. Psalm 40:1-2 KJV
This title made me chuckle, remembering one of my mottos when the kids were growing up. I would be racing around trying to get ready to go somewhere, getting the dishes in the dishwasher, getting the baby sister dressed, and turning off lights, while the older kids stood there and told me to hurry up! This didn’t last very long, because my motto soon became, “Learn to help, or learn to wait.” As a Martha-type, I may be waiting for the Lord to do something, but I am always looking around for something helpful I might be doing while I’m waiting. 😉
I love your momma wisdom! “Learn to help or learn to wait!” I will remember that one with the grandkids sometime. The tough part is as I get older, I find there is nothing I can do to help, and now I must learn to wait. God has His ways with each of our hearts. I write a bit of verse as a way of sharing lessons I am struggling with in hopes it will help someone else. Thanks for commenting!
Well, as long as you’ve learned SOMETHING. Waiting is actually almost a lost art these days. 😉
I read this at just the right time, Pete, as I am waiting for a call back from someone to take a look at our broken fence. We talked almost four hours ago, and he said he’d call me back when headed this way. It seems like yesterday, but it was today at 1:30. Anyway, it’s totally temporal compared to what’s truly worth waiting for–new strength from the Lord.
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This title made me chuckle, remembering one of my mottos when the kids were growing up. I would be racing around trying to get ready to go somewhere, getting the dishes in the dishwasher, getting the baby sister dressed, and turning off lights, while the older kids stood there and told me to hurry up! This didn’t last very long, because my motto soon became, “Learn to help, or learn to wait.” As a Martha-type, I may be waiting for the Lord to do something, but I am always looking around for something helpful I might be doing while I’m waiting. 😉
I love your momma wisdom! “Learn to help or learn to wait!” I will remember that one with the grandkids sometime. The tough part is as I get older, I find there is nothing I can do to help, and now I must learn to wait. God has His ways with each of our hearts. I write a bit of verse as a way of sharing lessons I am struggling with in hopes it will help someone else. Thanks for commenting!
Well, as long as you’ve learned SOMETHING. Waiting is actually almost a lost art these days. 😉
I read this at just the right time, Pete, as I am waiting for a call back from someone to take a look at our broken fence. We talked almost four hours ago, and he said he’d call me back when headed this way. It seems like yesterday, but it was today at 1:30. Anyway, it’s totally temporal compared to what’s truly worth waiting for–new strength from the Lord.
Thanks for commenting. I am so glad this was a blessing.
Godâs waiting room is full of many lessons that we would not learn otherwise. I love how you penned this so beautifully, Pete.
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Thanks Patty. Patience is a school we never get to graduate from.
Sorry about the weird way my first word turned out. I still have trouble commenting on your blog for some reason.