Tim has had several interviews lately, most of them ending in an eventual no. And we enter this weekend yet again waiting. We've been waiting to see what Gods plan is and now we are waiting to see if this job is a yes or a no.
I don't know about you, but I'm not real good at waiting. I'm so bad at waiting that I was one of the few who got the iOS 8 update (haven't had a problem with it thankyouverymuch). But I feel like I'm a patient woman. I've been told I'm a patient woman. And I feel like I'm at the end. My candle is burning low, I see the frays beyond the knot at the end of my rope, the hourglass is trickling ... Well maybe that is a bit overdramatizing... I'm not terminally ill.
I want to shout "Hey God, I'm done waiting!" But then what? It is a powerless feeling to realize that you don't want to wait anymore and then realize that you can't make anything happen either.
I feel like Job ... "what is my strength, that I should wait?" - Job 6:11 (Oh the irony that Job is spelled just like job ...).
"Hurry up and deal the blow!" I want to scream in despair.
I'm trying to find comfort in the Psalms ... "I believe I shall look upon the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living! Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord." - Psalm 27:14
Not because I am so good am I patient, but because I am powerless. So I wait. And I hope too ... because HE is good.
"Be strong and let your heart take courage, all you who wait for the Lord." - Psalm 31:24