Tuesday, January 27, 2015

God of the Waiting

It could be an entry about how terrible the waiting is. But you probably already know that. It could be an entry about how I can't do it, how my heart longs for the answers and redemption to the things I've been praying for so long. I could drone on, words upon words expressing a heart that just longs for elsewhere.
It could be that. 
But what would that accomplish? 
Because when it truly comes down to it, here's what I know:
God is good. God is faithful. He is true and loving and sovereign. He is God. 

How often do I cry out, oh Lord, how long? 
I have no right. Yet he is still so gentle. 
How many times do I complain instead of being grateful for the many things he has done?
How often is my heart millions of miles away when he's calling me here.? Right next to him, nestled in his love.
But his gentleness is a depth I'll never comprehend. He silences my restlessness with his love. He answers my questions with promises of his faithfulness.
Despite the struggle of flesh and spirit. Despite my daily failures and fears. Despite my victories and triumphs. Despite all those things, he is worth it. 
Because greater than being God of the waiting is that He is God of faithfulness. He is the one who holds me tight when I've already let go. He is the one who whispers truths and promises, when my heart is blinded by the doubts.

(Psalm 62:5-7; 63:8)
For God alone, o my soul, wait in silence.
for my hope is from him.
He only is my rock and my salvation,
my fortress, I shall not be shaken.
my mighty rock, my refuge is God...

My soul clings to you;
your right hand upholds me.

God is still God in the waiting. He is still faithful in the seemingly silent times. He is here and he is still worthy of my praise.
He is my reason to sing. He is the reason I'm still trudging along this path called life. He who has called me is faithful. And if I AM says wait forever, then that is what I will do, because I know He will still be right here next to me, holding my heart, until I walk across Heaven's threshold and He looks me in the eye and says, "Well done, my child. Enter in and rest."