I'm also always in a hurry. Is anyone else like that? During this glorious season, do we tend to check our watches a little too often in shopping lines, traffic lines, drive-thru lines . . .?
Last week I mentioned savoring sensory delights. The important question really isn't how many treats to the senses we've savored, but how many moments?
We tend to get impatient for the family gathering with all the food and gifts. We can't wait for the Christmas contata we've worked on for months. We look forward to "cutting loose" a little at the workplace party.
The loss of our first child made waiting for our second one stressful as we hesitated to hope. Holding her seemed a dream rather than an inpending reality. She was to come a week before Christmas.
By Thanksgiving, the worry had nearly subsided. Hope was in full bloom. I caught myself rubbing my belly and smiling, a lot. Could she feel all the love that Tom and I had for her, and for a God who loved us so much that he didn't give up when we almost had.
The time of longing quietly slipped away. Impatience ebbed. I never asked her if she was ready yet. It was time to wait, time to savor the moments of tiny baby kicks, folding tiny garments, singing tiny lullabies.
For the last two and a half years, I've been impatient to birth a new dream, a new expression of love and hope. I've complained about the challenges to anyone who might listen. I've screamed at Heaven, "What am I doing wrong?" I've cried and thought about giving up.
And once more the Babe of Heaven came near, "You're not ready. The dream of sharing love and hope isn't ready. There's nothing wrong with you, you just aren't ready yet. Your dream isn't quite ready."
Dear Reader, I wish I could tell you how it has blessed my spirit; how it has freed me! The Babe said to keep doing what I'm doing, quit watching the clock and the calendar. He's got my breakthrough inked in on his calendar, date, day and time.
If you've been blessed with a breakthrough, I celebrate you and the gifts you've been given to share. I'd love to hear how God has come through for you, and how you are encouraging others as they wait.
Recently, my blogging friend, Crystal, wrote about her word for the year. My word for 2016 is "acceptance". I must admit that some days I've done better than others showing acceptance, even to myself.
Armed with the freedom and confidence only the Babe of Heaven can give, my word for 2017 is "wait". And the best part is that I never have to wait alone.
To help me stay attuned to waiting on the Lord, Sunday will be my weekly reminder. I hope you'll stop by for a minute of encouragement to wait and see what the Lord has in store starting this Sunday.
Do not be afraid—I am with you! I am your God—let nothing terrify you! I will make you strong and help you; I will protect you and save you.
Isaiah 41:10 GNT