Wait for the Lord; be strong and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord.
How many times have I thought to myself, I think I’m going to …? I can’t count it. I remember being asked as a young girl, what are you called to do? Do you have a calling on your life? I also remember being told, “Bonnie, you have a calling on your life.” Some even went so far as to tell me what it was. Some said they didn’t know what it was but I certainly had one. The ones that told me what it was, because I was young, I set about to do it.
Like, okay, so and so said and they’re a big deal in my church, so they must be right. I’m going to go do that. I didn’t know that you should pray. That you should seek the Spirit’s guidance. I didn’t even think to check my own spirit to see if that even jived with what the Spirit was telling me. I can remember feeling so much frustration and disappointment.
I can remember, and still experience, being so worn out. Just feeling completely used up. Because, let’s face it, there are things that you know for a fact the Spirit has spoken, but in our humanness, we think ok, go. Let’s do it. Instead of, alright God, what is Your timing on this? We get so caught up in the feeling and the excitement that we don’t realize not everything is immediate. You ever hear the saying, “we make plans and God laughs?” Isaiah 40:31 but they that wait for the Lord shall renew their strength: they shall mount up with wings like eagles: they shall run and not be weary: they shall not faint.
I know some of us want to move. I know some of us are so hungry for more, we want to make it happen ourselves. I am so guilty of this. I want a move of God and I want it yesterday. Let me tell you folks, you will get worn out and used up if you try to be a Bonnie. I don’t usually make resolutions, because within a few weeks I’m already breaking them. So in the spirit of new year, new me, I’m setting goals. I am going to pray. I am going to worship. I am going to be still. I am going to listen. Most of all, I am going to wait. Good things come to those who wait, right?