They say there are three answers to prayer: Yes, no and wait. I’ve been in a holding pattern for a very long time. I remind myself that when Saul became Paul he was sent off to study for 11 years. During that time the man who knew Judaism better than anyone was suddenly called to preach to the Gentiles. I really identify with Paul at this time. I’ve been training for something with all the books I’ve written: Romance, Chick Lit, a non-fiction title about a missionary in Iraq who lost her husband to the people they were witnessing to…and yet, I feel like God is doing a new thing in my life. I’m not sure if it will include the written word or not. And since I don’t know which way to go, I stand still and wait.
Well, I’m not exactly standing still. But my purpose is definitely changing and I’m having to listen to that still-small voice that doesn’t shout, “Do this!”
I’ve seen enough of God’s work to know that even if I make a mistake, He will direct me to the right path eventually, but for now, He is saying, “Rest in Me.” And for someone from Silicon Valley who has been a go-getter all my life, it is not an easy place, this rest stop. I want to go. I want to do. I want to hear what’s next, but I keep getting pushed back. So for now, I’m resting in it. I’m figuring out what I like to do while relaxing and going in that direction. For now, the only word I’m getting is, “Be still and know that I am God.”
I suppose we are all in this wait pattern a bit with the virus lockdowns, but it’s good to remind ourselves that God’s timing is always perfect.
This is my dog Fiona on Lake Tahoe. My daughter is getting married there next Summer. It’s our “go-to” place and the perfect environment to wait for God’s answers.