I am poised at the edge. Waiting to jump. I know where I am planning to jump, I believe God is calling me to do something. But I can’t jump. I have to wait. And the waiting is HARD. Really hard. I like to take action. It feels much better to be doing something rather than sitting and waiting. But there is a lesson in the waiting, too.
Depending on God’s timing. Not running forward on my own, but learning to be patient and wait for Him to move. I am waiting for the word GO, so I can jump. And I will be ready.
He has taught me so much in these last few years. I am so glad He can see the big picture. He knows the plans He has for me. And those plans are for His Glory, which is also for my good. I get to glorify Him in the waiting. I get to be shown faithful in the waiting. I get to praise Him even while I pace back and forth wanting to jump!
And there will be such freedom in the jumping. I may just whoop and holler and jump and twirl. My little girl and I will dance up and down the street in celebration.
As soon as God says it’s time.