I’ve recently made a habit of waking up early and praying in a certain room of my house. This room is far away from my bedroom, so I won’t be tempted to fall back asleep. I turn off the alarm (for the second or third time) and shuffle to my little prayer niche, and I melt away from the world into a timeless place with God.
All too quickly, though, I hear little voices on the other side of the door. My two youngest kids (ages three and six) are awake, and they begin to bring me back to reality and to the burdens and blessings of my time on earth.
I call for them to come in, and they quickly jump onto my lap to snuggle with their mom. One particular morning, my six-year-old son was still angry from the night before. His sister got the toy he wanted from the restaurant toy vending machine, and his mind was fixated on it.
Instead of being able to hold him and tell him how much I love him and how valuable he is to me, the room was filled with his complaints, petitions and reminders concerning this particular toy. I became irritated because his mind was so focused on what he wanted that I couldn’t bless him with my words of love, comfort, peace, joy and purpose.
As I listened to him continue, God pointed out to me: “This is what you have done in the past.”
God had given me some beautiful promises; but instead of confidently waiting for His timing, I complained, petitioned and reminded God nonstop for years. Every moment I had alone with God, I would use it up with my voice ringing out my discontent.
I believe that we are supposed to keep our eyes on our vision, and I know that God likes it when we confess the desires of our hearts; but when we focus more on the promise than the Promise Giver, we have become out of balance.
I wonder how many life-giving words I missed out on because I couldn’t hear them over my own loud murmuring.
There is nothing wrong with longing for God’s promises, but we must learn to wait with confidence in His faithfulness. God is producing a special purpose for each of us, and we need to be patient until the work is complete; so His glory will rest thickly in our minds, hearts, lives and destinies.
One of my pastors always asks me: “How do you spell faith?”
And the answer is always the same: “W. A. I. T.”
This Christmas holiday, let us be determined to fall in love with all that God is doing in our lives and listen to His sweet life-giving words for us. Our goals and promises may still feel a long way off; but instead of complaining, let us focus on how much God loves us. He loves us so much that He came into our broken world to set us free from our sin, so we could spend eternity with Him. Now THAT gift deserves a little “Give me, Give me!”
“Wait patiently for the LORD. Be brave and courageous. Yes, wait patiently for the LORD” (Psalm 27.14 NLT).
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