We’ve all had to spend time waiting for something. It’s just not easy, is it? Be it waiting for the pot to boil when you’re so hungry you could eat your own hand. Or be it waiting to hear news from a doctor or for an interview at the most perfect job you could dream of. We’ve all waited on something.
If you’re anything like me, sometimes you might let the waiting game get the best of you. Sometimes you might even let it win. I know, I’ve given up on things more than I can count. I’ve beaten down on myself and sat in self doubt. In doing so, I kind of let opportunity slide right through my fingertips.
Today, I was inspired. I was reminded that waiting is sometimes the biggest blessing that God can give us. It’s an opportunity to grow in faith. It’s an opportunity to stretch yourself beyond earthly limitations. It’s the quiet before the storm. It’s the story-boarding before a film and the outline before an essay. It’s full of possibilities!
Today, after a looong search, my elder sister finally was offered a job that she decided to accept. It’s been a very difficult couple of months for her. Financially, she was struggling. Emotionally, she was drained. But, spiritually, she was being full-filled. My sister made a very wise decision to not settle for anything less than the best. That meant, only applying for jobs that spoke challenge and excitement into her life. Only jobs with hours that allowed for lots of family time. Only jobs that were in her field or were of great passion to her.
This meant, letting go of any opportunity that was an easy way out or a quick paycheque. This meant saying no to anything that might be just a distraction from her true calling in life. This meant making great sacrifices and a change in lifestyle. No more going out. No more lavish spending. No more shopping (even though it is a girl’s best friend). This called for discipline and decision making. And it wasn’t easy. It took a toll on her mental and physical health. At times it even caused great anguish.
My sister held fast. In that time, she grew immensely. I saw her hold on to God more than ever! I saw her letting go and letting God. Amy is that girl who always has a grasp on everything. She stays well informed and likes to know all her options. It’s smart and it’s organized and it’s something she had to give up. She had to give up some of her independence and rely on her husband.Rely on other family and rely on friends. She had a little slice of humble pie and she swallowed it with grace.
Now what was God doing in this time? He was weeding out all the gunk and getting her to start over. He was cutting soul ties. He was changing her habits. He was giving her patience and strength. He was finding the right opportunity. And even if the job she finds isn’t her forever job – it’s the next step to it.
The waiting game can be a forced rest season. Where God says, “You haven’t taken your Sabbath, therefore, I am going to make you rest!”
The waiting game can be a personality make over. Where God says, “Eat this slice of humble pie Mr/s. Independent. Rely on me and on others and have faith that you are not alone.”
The waiting game can be lifestyle creator. Where God says, “Be modest with all you have – for each thing you have is simply a loan from me. Learn to live simply and know that happiness truly only comes from Me and not of materialistic things.”
Know this, no matter how tough it seems, always remember that God already has the outcome in mind. He has your best interests at heart. He has plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Know that even if you don’t like the outcome, it doesn’t mean you’ve lost the game.
A pastor at my church commonly uses a reference that always sparks my attention. In paraphrase, it’s this: When it seems like God is taking sandpaper to your heart – it’s only to smooth things over.
So, don’t stop trying. Keep on believing. If you fail, dust yourself off and try again. We only learn from our mistakes… but, if you never try, you cannot advance anywhere.
As for my sister, it’s been almost a half a year without a job. She made some money free-lancing for make up companies and mostly survived off her husband. Today, she was offered a job she couldn’t resist. A spa manager at a prestigious spa in downtown of this capital city! I am so proud of her. Her strength, her faith and perseverance paid off, literally. Her heart has been worked over by God. She is full of His grace and His glory. I simply couldn’t be happier for her.
Look what we’ve got, a fairy tale plot; our very own happy ending.
Always remember, good things come to those who wait!
With So Much Love