I've been learning a different kind of waiting.
I learned to wait in the dark. To praise Him in the dark. Now I have to learn how to focus on Him in a light so bright I can barely stand it. My future, lit before me all shining and golden, with places that dip out of sight to be sure, shadows crossing it, but still a path more joyous than I'd ever dreamed. I'm ready to leap down it, but He puts His hand out and says "Wait".
Wait, Lord? Isn't that all I've been doing until now? Haven't I been faithful to do that? Haven't I been patient and trusted You? Haven't I shed enough tears waiting for You?
Why is learning to wait so terribly important anyway?
During a conversation I asked a friend that question burning in my brain today. Her answer was enough to shake me off my whining rant and feel humility again.
Because we're distracted and He wants us to look to Him and be satisfied.
Goodness. Talk about conviction. If that's what He's after me for, if that's what He's trying to teach me...I'm afraid. I'm afraid I will never learn to be satisfied completely with Him. I'm afraid I'll be waiting forever.
Ahh, Jenna. . .
"Being confident of this very thing, that He who has begun a good work in you will complete it until the day of Jesus Christ" Philippians 1:6
Lord, teach me to still look to You instead of my future. Teach me to be satisfied with You. Teach me to wait.