Dear Younger Me,
I know that you don’t like to wait. I don’t think any of us particularly enjoy it, and, to be fair, you are okay at waiting when you know how long the wait will be. It’s when the length of the wait is uncertain that you really find it hard.
Unfortunately there are going to be a lot of times in life when you have to wait. Often God’s timing is not the same as ours. As I said before, he knows what we need, and we have to learn to trust that when he makes us wait it is for a good reason.
I doubt we’ll ever enjoy waiting, but I have learned that periods of waiting are often times of growth. While we are impatient to reach the end – to find certainty and resolution – God often wants to use the process to teach us and develop our character.
My best advice for waiting is to focus on God and place your hope in him.
“Let all that I am wait quietly before God, for my hope is in him. He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress where I will not be shaken.” (Psalm 62:5-6 NLT)
I’m going to keep my words few today because I want to share a poem with you. Someone gave it to me once in a time of waiting, and it continues to bless and encourage me. I hope you find it encouraging too.
Patient Trust- Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
Above all, trust in the slow work of God.
We are quite naturally impatient in everything
to reach the end without delay.
We should like to skip the intermediate stages.
We are impatient of being on the way to something
unknown, something new.
And yet it is the law of all progress
that it is made by passing through
some stages of instability—
and that it may take a very long time.
And so I think it is with you;
your ideas mature gradually—let them grow,
let them shape themselves, without undue haste.
Don’t try to force them on,
as though you could be today what time
(that is to say, grace and circumstances
acting on your own good will)
will make of you tomorrow.
Only God could say what this new spirit
gradually forming within you will be.
Give Our Lord the benefit of believing
that his hand is leading you,
and accept the anxiety of feeling yourself
in suspense and incomplete.
This post is part of “Dear Younger Me…” – a series for Write 31 Days in October 2019. Each day I am basing my writing on the one-word prompt provided. Today the prompt is “wait.” You can find an introduction to the series and an index of all the posts here, and you can find out more about the challenge and check out other people’s series here.