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Waiting

Waiting. I'm not very good at it and my guess is that neither are you - at least not if you're an American. If you think otherwise, take a trip to Africa and hang with the locals. Now they know how to wait!

Monday evening, Marc and I watched a movie, Fireproof. Other than Kurt Cameron who plays the main character, we found ourselves laughing and screaming by turns at the lack of talent displayed by the other actors. It's a cheesey Christian movie, but it has a good story line. Nearing the pinnacle of the climax, Kurt Cameron's character has to wait for his wife to fully realize that he's changed, that he still loves her, and that she should stop divorce proceedings. The camera pans the life of this man as he waits. It shows him living his life day by day - at work, at home, walking, praying, cooking, etc. While we watch him, a song plays in the background. I don't know who sings it, and I didn't grab pen and paper to record the lyrics. I enjoyed the movie, but even if I hadn't, the truth of that song was worth the two hours of my life that I spent as I watched it.

While I can't give you the lyrics word by word, I can tell you the gist of it:
I will work while I wait.
I will serve while I wait.
I will worship while I wait.
I will pray while I wait.
I will do whatever God sets before me to do while I wait on Him for His timing in this thing.

I'm waiting for something - a dream that sprouted in my soul 38 years ago. I don't know when that dream will come true, but what I do know is that while I wait, I will serve God. While I wait, I will worship Him. While I wait, I will love my family and my friends. While I wait, I will keep the eyes of my heart steadfastly on Jesus. If I don't, I might miss something.

I want to be ready, poised, for His timing. I want to be like my dog, who, when I place a treat on the floor before her, doesn't look at the treat. She looks at me with her big brown eyes, and she waits. It doesn't matter how long, her gaze never flutters to that for which her entire body literally quivers with desire. She keeps her eyes locked on mine. Ready. Anticipating my "okay." Nothing distracts her. She doesn't want to be a millisecond late.

Neither do I.

Comments

  1. Sissie ConMay 1, 2010 at 6:20 AM

    You are praying my same prayer...loved the analogy of the dog treat. (Unfortunately, Laila just will stare at the treat and NOT at me. No wonder God never used that scenerio to teach me!)

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  2. L S FisherMay 3, 2010 at 7:48 AM

    Lori,

    I love your blog! Your writing is so inspirational. Thank you for sharing.

    I plan to go back and read all your posts--but it will take some time.

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  3. Brad LademannMay 7, 2010 at 10:25 AM

    Lori--

    Just a little note to encourage you in your waiting and working and serving and worshiping and living. I do believe that God puts dreams in us for a reason, not just to tease us. It may not look exactly the way we picture it so we need to pay attention. Keep writing. It's not in vain.

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