Waiting Is Not A Season…

Happy New Year!! I’m here for my periodic, but unscheduled check in and with a bit of uncontextualized randomness (LOL). Late last year, God gave me a vision of a hungry baby bird sitting on a limb w/their mother. Mouth wide open waiting for the mother to drop food in. Are they choosy about what the mother decides to feed them? Do they question what she gives them and/or why? Do they express disappointment with or question the goodness of what she decides to feed them? No…they wait with eager anticipation and consume whatever she gives.

This vision shifted and solidified my perspective on the concept of waiting. Specifically, the idea that waiting is not a season…it is a posture. For most believers, the word “season” is characterized by the time that we are believing for God’s promise to be fulfilled and the waiting is implied. We treat the in-between time as something to be managed as we bide time until we receive the promise. But I think the part we often miss is that, at no time and even when the promise is filled, are we called to suspend our waiting. Like the birds, we are God’s creation, made to look to and depend solely on Him for our fulfillment and satisfaction. And like a wonderful Father, goodness is constantly flowing from His hand. How often do we miss or fail to appreciate all that He is and does because we are more attached to the possibility of the specific promise fulfilled? Waiting done right is about seeking and only deriving sustenance from He who has promised (Hebrews 10:23) rather than the fulfillment of the promise itself. This is why I believe that waiting is an eternal posture to which every believer is called…because the call to forever depend syncs us with His will, lengthens our perspective, and gives the believer an eye for eternity.

May come back with a concluding thought later…