Yesterday, our Psalm spoke of watchmen over a city. My bible plan again spoke of that.
I wait for the Lord, my soul waits,
and in his word I hope;
my soul waits for the Lord
more than watchmen for the morning,
more than watchmen for the morning.
I’ve waited before. I waited all of 2008 without a job wondering which way my career would turn. I was a new believer then and had a strong sense that God was teaching me patience, to wait. I came from years of go, go, go to dead stop – career-wise. I went from someone who had become a jerk in a restaurant if the service wasn’t perfect to someone who didn’t mind.
Looking back, it was a great year. The Lord gave me a few business-related projects to entertain me, but I spent a great deal of my time studying the bible. My bible, my main bible to this day, is all underlined and highlighted. Almost all of that happened that year. I don’t know if I can adequately describe to you the enjoyment I get when I skim through my bible by catching these special verses and passages. These markings have helped write God’s word on my heart. Take this verse, for example:
Jeremiah 20:9 If I say, “I will not mention him, or speak any more in his name, there is in my heart as it were a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I am weary with holding it in, and I cannot.
This is in the book of Jeremiah, left page, middle of the left column. I can find it like I can find a water glass in my cupboard. I simply know where it is. That makes me feel comfortable. It puts me at ease. It gives me hope.
I have a sense that I am again waiting for the Lord. Actually, I may be becoming aware that he is waiting for me. Perhaps I’m like the toddler on a walk and God is the patient parent waiting for me to scratch the sidewalk with a stick.
So, I wait; and in his word, I hope. Just like the psalmist did centuries before me.
Father, I thank you for these times of waiting. I’m not going to wonder what you have in store for me. I’m just going to wait. Amen.
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