A Season of Waiting…

 A Season of Waiting…

Lucinda Secrest McDowell

waitingImagine waiting more than 400 years for an answer to prayer!

That’s what God’s chosen people had to do – waiting in the dark, hoping for deliverance. Perhaps singing their own version of  “Come, Thou long expected Jesus, Born to set Thy people free; From our fears and sins release us, Let us find our rest in Thee.” (hymn, “Come, Thou Long Expected Jesus,” Charles Wesley, 1745)

In between the Old Testament and the New Testament, the heavens seemed closed to the nation of Israel. God appeared to be silent. They thought nothing was happening. And certainly their prayers for a Messiah were falling on deaf ears.

Yet, in reality, God was still at work bringing about the perfect political and religious setting for the appearance of His Son. “But me! I will keep watch for the Lord; I will wait for the God of my salvation; my God will hear me.”  Micah 7:7 CEB

God’s timing is always best. Even if it means we have to wait. We can be assured that “my God will hear me.”

During those waiting years, the Jews had become unwilling subjects of the Roman Empire. But they wanted more than just limited freedom to worship and hope. As they read the prophecies of the Old Testament, they dreamed of the Messiah who would finally arrive and restore them as a powerful nation as in the time of King David. Surely this person would be a mighty warrior, a strong and larger-than-life hero!

No one was looking for a helpless, newborn baby. In a barn.

What are you waiting for these days?

For that feeling to go away? You know, the one that keeps reminding you that you’re not enough and never will be, the one where you are searching for something that will make everything else fall into place…but it’s just beyond reach. Sometimes I think I’m waiting to experience that Perfect Family Gathering with diverse loved ones all in agreement and full of praise for me as the matriarch (you know, when “her children rise up and call her blessed…”).

God knows.

He desires good things for us but often His timing is not in sync with ours. “We orient our lives to speed. We want faster computers, fast food, instant coffee. We want what we want now, so waiting becomes hard. Waiting in our prayer life and waiting for Christmas become disciplines we return to every December. For what do we wait? Do we wait for a baby to be born? Do we wait for peace to dwell in the whole world and in our fractured, busy lives? Do we wait for the rebirth of joy, a rekindling of hope?” (from“Openings”)

adventwaitinggirlHere are some steps I find helpful during those excruciating waiting times:

  • Write down your prayers and concerns for this situation.
  • Assure God you truly desire His will in His way.
  • Intercede in prayer for others you know who are also waiting.
  • Take the next step that has been made clear to you.

Why not choose to try one of these in the upcoming days of Advent?

“Keep watch.” God will show up.

under the mercy, Cindy

©2016 Lucinda Secrest McDowell

Website/Blog www.EncouragingWords.net


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2 Responses to A Season of Waiting…

  1. Lucinda Peeples says:

    This was very helpful and the timing most perfect. Thank you for your words.

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