Some dear friends were visiting last week and after a short time together asked the question, “So, what now? Are you going to work, get more involved in ministry, finish your Master’s…?” It was a fair question, these friends know that I don’t sit, and waiting is not my strong suit. We sat in silence for a few seconds; I had to fight the urge to rush in with a litany of ideas and plans. Finally, I shrugged my shoulders.
The truth is that I don’t have an answer, and I think I’m not supposed to right now. I am in a season of waiting and listening. Honestly I thrive on noise and chaos and the unknown, preferring to live in the realm of possibility over reality….but that’s not where I am today, or this year. I will be the first to say there is nothing glamorous about waiting, but it feels right.
But I’ll kneel down,
Wait for now
And I’ll kneel down,
Know my ground
And I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you.