I am the girl who likes to see the preview for the next episode immediately after watching one of my favorite shows. I want that little teaser for what’s coming next so I have something to look forward to.
If I could make this happen with my life, I would opt for that. Just a little sneak peak of what is coming. But it never happens. All of us feel like God has given us specific promises and most of us remain in that tender place where we wait. The longer we have to wait, the more we lose hope and start thinking that maybe, just maybe, it was all in our heads.
I’ve been reading in Hebrews chapter 11 about faith in the unseen, that place were hope lingers and we have to go on faith, not on what is in front of our faces. For some of us this is extremely difficult because we want tangible proof, not the unlocked and unseen promise tucked in our hearts.
In this place we can only surrender to God and to the waiting and to the trusting of God’s promises. His timing is clearly not ours and so we ask for a faith that is bigger than the doubting side of us. And when that comes we begin to hope again like we did when we first received our promise. We beg God that we will not become weary in our well doing and working for Him.
Somehow the longer we pray for that one thing that we want the most, the further we walk the tightrope of doubt.
We stop expecting God to move, or change a heart, or possibly even change ours. And all of the sudden, we stop altogether hoping in the unseen.
Sometimes we even stop praying.
We just move on.
We are Peter sinking in the water with the cold currents about to pull us under. We are filled with doubt like Thomas asking to see the nail scars in the hands of our Savior.
We long for proof when He alone is the answer and the remedy for what makes us soul-sick.
In the past I’ve been the one to chase gifts instead of the gift-giver. I’ve looked and prayed for answers instead of seeking the One who holds my tomorrow. I’ve awakened in the night and wrestled with worry and just when I thought I couldn’t wrestle anymore, I gave my cares over to God. He always knows what to do with them.
We waste our days wishing for tomorrow and miss the blessings of today. I know with all my heart that waiting produces something profound inside of us, a tool to sharpen what we thought was important. To be stripped of all forms of self, vulnerable and bare, the neediness of who we are exposes us turning our hearts towards God.
To the woman who is wrestling to find her worth, let love wrap you up and remind you that what you do matters. I know you feel like everything looks the same and wonder how you can find the miraculous in the mundane, but it’s right there even when you can’t see it.
So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. (2 Cor 4:18)
Purpose is unfolding inside of you each and every day.
We want so much for God to fulfill His purpose inside of us; we want the big things when the small things really are the big things. If it is done in obedience, it’s not at all small. It’s huge.
We want the desires of our heart and most of the time we are unwilling to wait on that, for that desire to be placed in our hearts by God because we have gotten our priorities all out of whack.
God has a timing that doesn’t make sense to any of us, but it is worth it. It is worth waiting for and throwing yourself down on the carpet to pray for it. Those unseen things are exactly where the plan of God and our faith collide. God is working on your behalf, even when you can’t see it.
Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. (Heb 11:1 KJV)