Waiting can seem like the hardest thing.
Sometimes it seems that there is only silence when I listen. That I am alone with my own thoughts and nothing else.
Where are you Lord? Why are you silent? How long must I wait for you to acknowledge me, to whisper in my heart?
But Lord, I also know the fickleness of my own heart. I know how quickly I would rush on if you never made me wait. You create space for us in the waiting. How else will I learn to quiet myself, to be still in your presence, to listen, to love you, if you do not make me wait?
If your speaking must always be on my terms, in my time, if I am unwilling to wait, then I am not really loving you.
There is something in the waiting, in the listening, that speaks love.
Love is patient. As you wait for me, so I wait for you.
It’s hard, there’s no denying. But there’s also hope. You love me and I am not forgotten.
Wait for the Lord;
be strong and take heart
and wait for the Lord.
This is Day 8 of the series 31 Days to Listen.