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I'll Just Wait...

Confession:  I'm not the most patient person when it comes to getting things completed.  When there is something I want done, I want it finished right away.  Probably most of us feel this way.  In my case, it's genetic.  My grandmother is a go-getter.  When she gets ready for something to be done, she would rather figure out a way to do it herself rather than have to depend on someone to do it for her.  And I get it, because I'm the same way!

This thought process isn't always how God works, though.  One of the things Pastor Chuck used to tell us was "never pray for patience."  God won't just hand out patience, but He will give you opportunities to use patience!  It's sometimes humorous to think about the times that God has stretched me in "the trying of my faith."  I've recently found myself in another moment of "letting patience have its perfect work, so that I may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing." (James 1:3-4)

What I'm waiting on isn't important right now.  There are a few that know what God is doing and working.  But God's word for me, and I believe for you, is to occupy while waiting.  Waiting on things isn't always bad.  What I know about God is that He keeps working while we wait.  For me, in this season of waiting, He is showing and unfolding His plan little by little so that at the right moment, in due season, it bears fruit.  Am I a little nervous?  Perhaps.  This plan certainly wasn't in my plans!  But God who created me and is writing my story knows how the next chapter will go.  

Fighting every genetic instinct, I am NOT doing anything until God is ready.  Waiting on God doesn't mean that I sit and do nothing, though.  I occupy.  I keep doing what He's told me to do up to this point.  My heart and mind is set on the work He has me doing now, and I know that as I'm faithful in those things, He'll move me into the next space of His purpose.  That's what He promises in His word.  

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't excited.  But I also know that if I try to force God's plan at the wrong time, it won't work.  He HAS to pave the way.  There are things He is setting in order that I don't have any control over.  And when He's ready, everything will fall perfectly into place. In the meantime, I'll just wait. 

© Jill Cook and Unbroken & Undone Ministries. All rights reserved.

I've played this song by Elevation and Maverick City Music all week, and it speaks so clearly to where I am in my journey with God right now.  I hope you'll take a listen.  

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