Waiting

I wait for the last possible minute to get out of bed. I wait for my coffee to fully percolate. I wait for the bus. I am always waiting for something. Waiting for my husband to graduate college, for a house in the country, for my future children. Tonight I watched the movie, Facing The Giants. One thought that especially grabbed my attention was on the subject of waiting. On the surface waiting seems to be passive like when your standing in line for a skinny soy carob latte with extra whipped cream at the local coffee house. Sometimes, it is! The waiting that Iam talking about is active in preparation for something we are expecting to arrive in our lives. Maybe you are expecting your baby's arrival. You would be getting the nursery ready, shopping for the necessites, child proofing. Perhaps, you are dreaming of how you will redecorate your home when you get your tax return. Imagine for a moment that the day of arrival has come for your tax refund. You go out on a shopping spree only to come home and realize that you have no room for the things that you have been dreaming of for so long! We need to put our bodies in position to recieve. For me, that means less sitting and more moving. My goal is to have a warm inviting home that would bless my family and friends. A space that would nurture my husband and be a safe haven for the children I long to call my own. Pushing myself goes against every fiber in my being but I am reminded today that maybe just maybe God is waiting for me to be ready.