Wait patiently for the LORD; be strong and take heart and wait for the LORD. (Psalm 27:14)
So often these days I’m saddened by the gap that exists between my intake of the Word and my output of daily living. In the quiet of morning, I meet with Him, admire Him, ponder Truth, and pray big prayers for a day of Spirit-filled living, of waiting patiently for the LORD.
Within the first 30 minutes of interacting with my family, I’ve shooed well-meaning boys from baby girl’s room, sighed deeply at a request for hair styling help, and expressed frustration at Mark’s genuine attempt to help get dinner in the crockpot.
Yep. That’s how it goes around here.
I want to write a different story. I want to live a different story.
Just how do I get past meditating on what it might look like to “Wait patiently for Him” in the day ahead and get on with the actual living?
I need to train for my own life.
I think it might start with talking to myself more. Then talking to Him more.
Wait. Don’t run ahead all crazy. Strength is here. Patience comes from Him. Wisdom will be provided. Counsel is right next to you.
Take my hand, Jesus. Teach me to wait. Here you are with your power and love and grace and wisdom and patience and everything I need for this moment. Don’t let me run ahead. Don’t let me whimper and fall behind. I long to be strong and take heart and wait for You, with You.