no anecdotes or analogies, please.

i am in a season of waiting.

{this is where you normally use some little anecdote about how a caterpillar turns into a butterfly or how you don't see the rainbow until after the storm.  but nature analogies aside, let's be real here for a second: IT.  SUCKS.}

week after week, month after month i wait.  because God told me to.  because i don't know what else to do.  because deep down i do have faith that He is preparing something great for me.

i am a firm believer that if you want something you make it happen and those who hustle hard are rewarded.  so i keep my eyes open and when i see a door, i test it to see if it's unlocked. 

i also am a firm believer that those who are faithful are rewarded.  so i hit that same nail, day after day.

but let's talk for a second about how boring it is when i am asked week after week what God is telling me and what i am planning to do about it.

"He's telling me to wait."

"there is no action step."

and honestly, there is no cute, concise wrap up where i say i waited and this is what God told me and i am so thankful i was patient.  because i'm still waiting.  and who knows how long i'll be waiting. 

but on those days that i want to cry because i'm the most impatient person on the face of the earth, i find peace in the fact that i serve a faithful God who is good and wants good things for me. 

and then i repeat john 13:7 over and over to myself one hundred times.
 

"Jesus answered, 'You don’t understand now what I’m doing, but it will be clear enough to you later.'"