The Second Hand Unwinds
No offense to anyone, as I’m pretty sure the majority of people that read this blog have said this to me at one time or another…
But, have you ever noticed how people only mention “God’s timing” when things are moving slower than we’d like? I mean, I understand that it’s usually used as a way to comfort someone when they’re frustrated, and remind them of who is in control and that if you’d want anyone to be in control, who better than an omnicient, powerful God? But still. Why dont we ever talk about God’s perfect timing when things go super fast? Or, when things follow the perscribed timeline to a tea? Its only when God surprises us or goes against what we think is best that we chalk the timing up to him.
It makes me feel out of sync with God when I dont understand his timing. I sit and wonder what his reason is for making this take so long. Is there something I should be doing? Am I not ready to be a mom? If so, just tell me what it is and I’ll do it. Come on. But nothing. Up until this point, I considered myself a pretty patient person. Its even a description of me in a recent personality test. But lately, I have just been stretched to my limit.
And then I think, what the heck am I whining about? Waiting? Thats all? Nobody is in danger, nobody is sick and dieing. Whats the big deal? Why is just waiting so torturous?
