Waiting and Praying, waiting and praying, waiting and praying and then frustrated. I'm trying to hear what God is saying about so many things- yet I find myself sinking into frustration rather than rising to praise and prayer etcetcetc but right now those words and phrases seem obnoxious and pointless. It's funny how when I am not waiting for God to act and when I am not looking for God to intervene I am quite content to spout off regarding the joys of endurance. Somehow in the middle of the waiting when it seems God's refusal to respond is defeaning- waiting is not so fun. In fact waiting becomes a tool of torture rather than and aspect of joy, perseverance breeds pressure, and the peace that passes all understanding seems to have been replaced with anxiety.
So what am I missing?
My mind keeps referring back to the phrase:"Where is your faith?" from Luke 8. As the disciples announced to Jesus that the waves were crashing in and the wind was rising- they were certain they were going to die that this was the end- but in a moment, with a calm voice and a word from the creator of the water and the wind everything becomes silent. It goes from chaos to calm and the only thing that made the difference was Jesus.
Another semi finished post...but it seems like i came to a good and fair conclusion...
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