Letting go, she drops from the cloudburst into the sky. Dancing through a stray sunbeam on her way, she learns to wait in the midst of saying both hello and good-bye. Only then does she realize that this journey is not as it may seem. Every ending is a new beginning; a new kind of waiting. Right when she thinks the wait is over then comes another. She tumbles her way into the waters as they pound all around her. Ouch. This twisting together and binding tight comes at a wrenching price. At the edge of the water a flicker of twirling hope forms into an array of brilliant colors. Slowly, He teaches her and helps her to realize that she must die to herself. The more she learns to let go of herself, the more she can embrace Him and the less it hurts. She catches glimpses of the abundant life. Before long, she will find herself at the bottom of the waterfall a fully part of Him. Swimming in His presence.
Waiting sometimes looks like a raindrop being tossed and turned into a waterfall.
Expectant. Hopeful. Tumultuous. Glorious.
gather together, look, patiently, tarry, wait for, on, upon A primitive root; to bind together (perhaps by twisting), i.e. Collect; (figuratively) to expect — gather (together), look, patiently, tarry, wait (for, on, upon).
Psalm 25:5 “Guide me in Your truth and faithfulness and teach me, for You are the God of my salvation; for You [You only and altogether] do I wait [expectantly] all the day long.”
Psalm 27:14 Wait and hope for and expect the Lord; be brave and of good courage and let your heart be stout and enduring. Yes, wait for and hope for and expect the Lord.”
Lamentations 3:25 “The Lord is good to those who wait hopefully and expectantly for Him, to those who seek Him [inquire of and for Him and require Him by right of necessity and on the authority of God’s word].
*inspired by Greg Holder talking about how waiting was like his experience whitewater rafting on the Zambezi during The Nines