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What To Do While We Wait For The Answer

22 Oct

Walking by Faith, Not by Sight

Janet Perez Eckles

Reblogged October 22, 2022

October 21, 2022

Have you been there? Waiting on answers from God? Unanswered prayers bring on doubt. Doubt turns to fear. And then opens the door to anxiety. Before we know it, we join the rest of the world in their gloom and complaining.

We’re not alone; the Israelites join us in that grumbling.

As Pharaoh approached, the Israelites looked up, and there were the Egyptians, marching after them. They were terrified and cried out to the LORD. They said to Moses, “Was it because there were no graves in Egypt that you brought us to the desert to die? What have you done to us by bringing us out of Egypt? Didn’t we say to you in Egypt, ‘Leave us alone; let us serve the Egyptians?’ It would have been better for us to serve the Egyptians than to die in the desert!”

Moses answered the people, “Do not be afraid. Stand firm and you will see the deliverance the LORD will bring you today. The Egyptians you see today you will never see again. The LORD will fight for you; you need only to be still.” Exodus 14: 10-14

Have you ever complained like that?

I have. And that’s because we’re deep into our own struggles. We end up terrified like the Israelites. We grumble in the hot desert of frustration. And as we trudge through the dry land of conflict, of uncertainty and nervousness, we desperately look for God’s answer, a clear path, a solution; we look to be rescued now.

But no one is there. And we have our own Egyptians called stress and anxiety that chase us, threatening to ruin our day.

But if Moses were alive today, he might post a message to all of us, “Do not fret, God will fight your battles. His answer is already here. You need only to be still.”

While we wait for the answer, that reassuring peace is what we invite into our sleepless nights. The battle doesn’t belong to us. The outcome is already in His hands. And the promise of a brighter tomorrow is what fill His promises.

That’s because it’s in the still of His presence that His peace can fill our nights. In the still of our heart is when His whisper brushes through. And in the still of the moment is when we see His promises come alive.

Let’s Pray

Father, calm my heart, whisper your peace into my longing. Silence the voices of fear so I can be secure as I wait for your answers. In Jesus name. Amen.

In the midst of your hectic life, what keeps you from being still enough while you wait for God’s answers?

Janet

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Today I Will Choose To Wait With Courage

3 Aug

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

 

Do you find waitings as tedious as I do?

 

 

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The Last Frontier

18 Jan

My Take

DiVoran Lites

Author, Poet and ArtistRecently, I turned my life over to God in a way I’d never done before. Since I became a Christian in 1969 I have needed to “minister.” I would beg God to help me want to “make cold calls,” as the salesmen call them, but it never did feel natural. Oh, I visited homes of my Sunday School class and made calls, and I began to counsel over the phone so much I thought that was all my life was good for. I had anxiety attacks and cringed when I heard the phone ring because sometimes the caller would keep me for three hours, or more, telling me her problems. I could name names, but of course I won’t. Here are only a couple of examples: an older woman that I discovered later was a heavy drinker who loved to talk about her problems, but who never sought a solution of any kind, as far as I know. Another was a young mother whose husband used her for a punching bag. Nothing ever got solved there either, but being on the phone was my life after laundry, cooking, and dishes, so I persevered.

When I found an escape route for the young women and her two boys, she refused to leave her husband. I was a novice at all this, but I began to wonder if it was truly my calling. I began to see that it was what social work, counselors, ministers were trained for. I read, When Helping You is Hurting Me, by Rene Berry, and a book about setting boundaries. I studied the Bible in a deeper way.

During all this time, I had at least one friend that really cared and was praying for me. I had two children and a husband to care for, I wasn’t a refugee or in the middle of a war, it was just that, I wasn’t tapping into my trued nature, which I thought was garbage, anyway.

At last a doctor told me I was carrying too much stress and that I was going to have to stop taking on people’s problems. I eased out, and slowly got to a place where I had more time to be myself. I just had to find out who that was as far as God was concerned.

I don’t regret all that I learned about human nature in those years. I’m super-grateful for the people who did love me and whom I loved. It was refreshing when we could counsel together and it built my confidence.

One of those friends invited me or I invited her to an art class we saw advertised in the newspaper. I was in love right away and went on to another twenty-years of art classes. I met some cool people too and am still friends them.

I wrote three novels and went to a writing group facilitated by a brilliant woman who had attended Smith. Love it all. There still was, however, that small well of sadness I felt sometimes as if it were a permanent part of my nature. If I got sad, I told myself over and over that the only fix was to volunteer somewhere. That’s what everybody said, and I believed it. Finally, I told God I would let him decide what I would do with my times. He could bring whatever or whoever he wanted into my life. I would wait on Him. For me that took nerve.

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He did lead however. I would wait and he would send a person or an opportunity my way. I learned I was valuable to Him no matter what. I also learned that I was serving Him out of love for Him and for His creations, not out of fear or the need for reward.

Now I paint, I journal, I go on walks with friends, I shop sometimes at thrift stores. I have time, plenty of time to do whatever comes my way. There are trials of course, but I feel I am learning to rely on God more and more. It is good.

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