Out of our hands now
I’ve been told that I’m a patient man. In dealing with particular “problem-people” over the years, others have told me that I handled said people with more patience than they thought anyone had. I may be patient. I may have more patience than the average person. But I must confess something…
I hate waiting.
Seriously. I hate waiting.
I especially hate waiting when things are completely out of my control. That’s probably why God continues to put me in situations that are completely out of control. I may have more patience than most, but apparently, God thinks I need to be more patient.
So I’m waiting.
Again.
And I’m not happy about it one bit. If you ask me, Thursday can’t come quick enough. Something tells me the next few days are going to be tortuously long. Because everything is now absolutely out of my control. And I’m not happy about it. Because I hate waiting.
But it’s in times like these that I’m reminded of how little really is under my control. It’s times like these that I think I should run around frantically like a circus sideshow performer and spin the plates, trying to make sure none of them fall off the stick, trying desperately to pretend that it’s all under control and part of the act – trying to somehow maintain some impression of having it all together when everything could come crashing down at any moment because I have absolutely no control. It’s times like these that I feel like I should be doing something. Anything.
Because I hate to wait.
It’s also times like these that I remember that in spite of my vain efforts of trying to control every little thing, God is in control. It’s times like these that a song pops into my head. And I don’t think it’s a coincidence.
It’s God who is bigger than the air I breathe. It’s God who is bigger than my worries or concerns. It’s God who is in control – even when I pretend I’m the one who has it all together. It’s God who has Little Girl in the palm of His hand. We have done everything within our ability to have Little Girl become part of our family. Now it’s completely out of our hands. And God is in control.
And I still hate waiting.
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That very song has brought me much comfort in the last few months and years. I, too, deplore waiting and find myself in that cycle again. Ugh! But I know, as you do, that God refines our character, shows us more about His character, and, most importantly, brings glory to His kingdom in the wait. I’m actually reading this on Thursday, and I will pray that God brings you resolution and peace.