“So here I am to worship; Here I am to bow down; Here I am to say that You’re my God.” These were the words from this song that touched my heart and lips today, as God was filling my “blessing basket.”
Most, if not all of us have experienced living in God’s waiting room. Faith, trust and patience are the elements to success when in the “waiting room.” For most of us, the majority of our lives are spent there. As I have shared in previous blogs some of the situations I was encountering while waiting, were difficult.
Over these past several years, while in God’s waiting room, there have been many patients; disappointment, heartache, confusion and necessity. Yet, I knew God was taking care of each, so I had no desire to cling to them, but only to allow God to dismiss them when He knew each was ready to leave.
Yesterday as I walked out of church, I received a telephone call which literally caused me to sit in my car in the church parking lot, thanking God that it appears one component of a long wait will be lifted. God has not yet released this patient, but I’m at peace while awaiting.
Then today, a patient was removed from the waiting room. Ms. “Need To” was something that I didn’t want to give up, but “needed to”; a tangible item which I needed to clear away for whatever God has for me in my life. Ms. “Need To” had been around for a couple of years, as I continued to pray for her departure. Yet, God said, not yet, just leave Ms. “Need To” here with me. Today she left.
While Ms. “Need To” was leaving, I received a telephone call which brought many of the patients in the waiting room to a new room. God began writing my life’s story decades ago. Then several years ago, with God’s blessings, I began scribing my story to share with others-the story of His grace, love and strength for me. I was in God’s waiting room, as I wrote, prayed and sought an editor. The book was completed and I prayed while awaiting a publisher. Today while standing with Ms. “Need To” to depart, a joy filled my heart to realize my book has been accepted to be published.
When I learned that approximately two-thirds of all submitted books are rejected, I thanked God for allowing mine to be chosen as a testimony to Him. I remain in the waiting room regarding the telephone call yesterday and now as I watch God’s story of my life brought forth in print. Some of the patients will be leaving the waiting room, but I will remain for as long as God desires. There will always be new patients joining me, but the “joy of the Lord” will remain. Philippians 4:4 NIV, “Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice!”