I pray to God—my life a prayer— and wait for what he’ll say and do. My life’s on the line before God, my Lord, waiting and watching till morning, waiting and watching till morning. Psalm 130:5 MSG
We live in an instant world.
We don’t have to wait for anything.
Need to get a letter to someone? Email.
Need to call someone? Cell phone.
Need to remember the name of that actress who played DJ’s friend on Full House, oh, what’s her name? Google.
We can do just about anything with our phones. It’s all right there. And can happen within a second or two.
Sometimes I hate that word.
But, God isn’t always instant.
Sometimes he makes us wait.
And waiting can be hard, especially when we aren’t used to waiting.
Waiting and watching til morning.
That may not mean literal morning.
It might mean we have to wait and watch for God, until the morning of a new season in our life.
Like I talked about trials yesterday: God allows those- for us to grow and mature, and He is the one that let’s them end. He puts the expiration date on them. We have to wait on him.
And sometimes it’s not even a trial. Maybe we’ve asked for guidance, and maybe God hasn’t answered yet. I love the phrase, “Don’t just do something, stand there.” (A little backward right?) Nope. Not when you haven’t been answered.
We have to wait on God. And we have to watch.
God doesn’t always answer us in a James Earl Jones voice from a cloud of lightening either.
We have to be ready to hear- whatever the answer may be.
I’ll leave you with this- the way our God is so humorous and funny. You may not think so, but I know so.
It was back in college- my first semester.
Wes and I had broken up, I was dating someone else, but Wes had called and said he finally realized that I was supposed to be his wife. He loved me.
So, I was walking back to the dorms from class. I was praying. The new guy was fun. He was at school with me, people liked him. But Wesley? Well… He was Wesley. I knew no matter who else I dated, I’d always love him. I was praying and asking God to give me guidance on the matter.
And I walked into my dorm and there sat a guy, on our waiting room couches. This wasn’t unusual.
But his shirt?
Again. Our God is funny.
I am as serious as a heart attack. This is what was on his shirt:
Now, I know and you know the shirt was from Wesley Hospital.
But at the time, it’s like God was trying to be as clear as a whistle. So he told me what to do, in plain English, right in front of my face.
And, so I did.
And look how blessed I am.
Sometimes God will be crystal clear with you, but you may have to wait.
It will be worth it.
We’ve had a good week so far! Luc’s taking pretty well to potty training when we do it. She teeteed 4 times in the potty one day, with no mistakes, and then yesterday she told me she needed to tee tee!
It’s been hard to do because we are so busy.
Either grocery shopping, errands, this, that. I am not going to make other people try an train her yet.
An Mr. Judah.. Well, he’s been quite the fussy child here lately. Just wants to be held, or rocked, or patted, or paci.
And it ends up that every minute, I’m having to deal with him. Which makes doing anything harder.
So, I haven’t done much. The dishes every now an then.
I’ll give him his paci, he’ll suck on it for about 20 seconds, spit it out, cry, and I’ll let him cry another 30 seconds before I come an put it back in his mouth. This has happened every day this week for at least 30-40 minutes each morning and each afternoon.
The only reason it stops is because I get so exhausted doin that- I just give up and sit down to hold him. Then he’ll fall asleep, I’ll lay him down, and get about 10 minutes of work done.
It’s been a process.
Last night we had the Christmas Parade in Collins.
Collins Main Street really is quite beautiful.
All the windows are decorated for Christmas 🙂 makes me feel allow warm inside.
The parade was good.
Lucy enjoyed it.
Wesley’s brother owns a gym, and they are crazy, so they dressed up in Christmas morph suits and dances in the back of a truck. It was pretty funny.
They called it the “Morph Pole” ha ha.
And our little family 🙂
We had fun. DPC didn’t do a float this year, but we did give out free hot chocolate! Next year? Expect something crazy. I thought of it last night. We’re already planning. It’s gonna be crazy if we can pull it off.
Alrighty- while J man isn’t freaking out I’m going to try and at least get some clothes washed, and maybe my floors sweeped!
Have a great weekend!