Many times, we find ourselves in situations that seem insurmountable, we pray and it seems our prayers are not being heard, let alone answered. It seems like God’s not saying anything about the issue. Maybe we aren’t just listening enough. At other times, it seems like God is saying something. Something like “Wait my dear, in due season, I’ll answer your heart desires. I’ll give you my very best.” This often happens when one is seeking God’s approval (and ultimately His blessings) to go into a particular line of business or career path, to make the next major move in life, or most oftentimes, to choose a life partner. Actually, the list could be unending. And He says “Wait.” 😶 What do we do at such moments?
Here’s a poem (author unknown, God bless him/her!) that speaks to the heart on the notion of waiting on God.
Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried:
Quietly, Patiently, lovingly God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate
And the Master so gently said, child you must wait.”
“Wait? You say, wait!” my indignant reply.
“Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard
By Faith, I have asked, and am claiming your Word.
My future and all to which I can relate
Hangs in the balance, and YOU tell me to WAIT?
I’m needing a ‘yes’, a go-ahead sign,
Or even a ‘no’ to which I can resign.
And Lord, You promised that if we believe
We need but ask, and we shall receive
And Lord, I’ve been asking, and this is my cry:
I’m weary of asking! I need a reply!”
Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate
As my Master replied once again, “You must wait.”
So, I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut
And grumbled to God, “So, I’m waiting … for what?”
He seemed, then, to kneel, and His eyes wept with mine,
And He tenderly said, “I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens, and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead and cause mountains to run.
All you seek, I could give, and pleased you would be.
You would have what you want-But you wouldn’t know Me.
You’d not know the depth of My love for each saint;
You’d not know the power that I give to the faint;
You’d not learn to see through the clouds of despair;
You’d not learn to trust just by knowing I’m there;
You’d not know the joy of resting in Me
When darkness and silence were all you could see.
You’d never experience that fullness of love
As the peace of My Spirit descends like a dove;
You’d know that I give and I save … (for a start),
But you’d not know the depth of the beat of My heart.
The glow of My comfort late into the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight,
The depth that’s beyond getting just what you asked
Of an infinite God, who makes what you have LAST.
You’d never know, should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that ‘My grace is sufficient for Thee.’
Yes, your dreams for your loved one overnight would come true,
But, oh the Loss! If I lost what I’m doing in you!
So, be silent, My child, and in time you will see
That the greatest of gifts is to get to know Me.
And though oft’ my answers seem terribly late,
My most precious answer of all is still, ‘WAIT.’
I’d love to put this up on my wall so anytime it’s seems hard, I’d be reminded of the whole essence of the wait-To know Him.
Would you wait dear one? I will wait.