Waiting has taught me that God’s silence is not the same as His absence. There have been seasons when I wanted Christ to change my circumstances, only to discover that He was using those very circumstances to change me. What felt like postponement was often preparation; not merely for what I hoped to receive, but for the people I would someday be entrusted to serve. Moses’ wilderness reminds me that God does not waste the hidden years; He uses them to loosen our dependence on recognition, control, and our own timing.
I think that the deeper question is not simply, “When will God open the door?” but, “Who is Christ forming me to become while it remains closed?” Waiting may grieve us because it asks us to release the future we imagined.; yet it can also become sacred ground where maturity takes root, faith is purified, and we learn that our identity rests not in an opportunity, title, or answered prayer, but in the One who remains with us. What if the delay we resist is part of the grace preparing us to carry the answer without losing ourselves?
my oh my, there are so much good things in this. I could retweet every single line…. I am for sure, no doubt, going to do some own personal reflection with some of these words as I was struck with some conviction, just as much as I can connect/relate to them in ways too. wow, this is so good.
I love this piece. We often pretend situations don't exist because it feels like you're being the odd one out especially if everyone around you seems to be doing well spiritually
Thank you for this.
My current season of waiting has led me to a life question, as well as to a new way to respond to people.
My question. Taken from Ezekiel 33:10. How should I then live?
My response to others. Taken from Romans 12:15. Weep with those who weep.
It's been transformative, which, of course, is directed in Romans 12:2.
Chris,
Waiting has taught me that God’s silence is not the same as His absence. There have been seasons when I wanted Christ to change my circumstances, only to discover that He was using those very circumstances to change me. What felt like postponement was often preparation; not merely for what I hoped to receive, but for the people I would someday be entrusted to serve. Moses’ wilderness reminds me that God does not waste the hidden years; He uses them to loosen our dependence on recognition, control, and our own timing.
I think that the deeper question is not simply, “When will God open the door?” but, “Who is Christ forming me to become while it remains closed?” Waiting may grieve us because it asks us to release the future we imagined.; yet it can also become sacred ground where maturity takes root, faith is purified, and we learn that our identity rests not in an opportunity, title, or answered prayer, but in the One who remains with us. What if the delay we resist is part of the grace preparing us to carry the answer without losing ourselves?
Blessings,
Ze Selassie
my oh my, there are so much good things in this. I could retweet every single line…. I am for sure, no doubt, going to do some own personal reflection with some of these words as I was struck with some conviction, just as much as I can connect/relate to them in ways too. wow, this is so good.
Beautiful piece. 🙏
I love this piece. We often pretend situations don't exist because it feels like you're being the odd one out especially if everyone around you seems to be doing well spiritually