The Sweet, uncomfortable wait.

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11 Years ago Pryor and I  moved from Nashville to Knoxville, his home town. I was 8 months pregnant with our first child. We were the ripe age of 24 and madly in love. At the time, I was not particularly happy about our relocation venture. I knew though that I would follow him anywhere. A decade later, Knoxville has become our home. We have family, friends, church and roots here. It is truly our “place”.

Three days after Christmas Pryor’s boss asked him if he would be willing to move back to Nashville to head up sales department there. When Pryor asked me, I could hear the rush of the challenge in his voice. Pryor is an outstanding man. He’s an outstanding employee and an extraordinary problem solver. In fact, I can’t think of a time he hasn’t accomplished a goal he’s set, professionally. The most interesting thing about this proposal is that for the last year, I have felt called to close The Dance Project doors and be a helper to him in stewarding the gifts that God has given him. For months I have had a feeling that something big was about to happen. God was stirring something up. He was about to move big time in us.

Instantly I begin praying. Is this the thing, Lord? Is moving the thing? Is this the enemy trying to distract us? Where can we best serve you? Lord, guide our steps. Go before us. Close doors you wouldn’t have us pass through.

We have been waiting for the official offer for a week and a half now. The waiting had been exhausting and then something changed. I begun to sense a sweetness in the waiting. It feels as if I’m sitting right next to Jesus ( in the spring time, on a park bench with a beautiful field in front of us) and I hear Him saying, “Please, stay with me a little longer. I’m so thankful for this time that I get to show you how I can give you rest in your uncertainty. All the prayers you have prayed in the past, for endurance, for strength, to show you my righteousness, to teach you my truth, I am using this time for that. These are the moments when the fruits of your faithfulness are  being ripened. I love sitting here with you, my precious one.” Um, Yes Lord, I’m not going anywhere!

The thing is, once we get the offer and our decision is made, the waiting is over. The uncertainty passes and this particular conversation with Jesus is over. Though many more will follow, I want to soak in every sweet morsel of this waiting because I know that as uncomfortable as waiting can be, the richness of its wisdom is undeniable.

Are you in a waiting season? Are you waiting for a test result? A spouse to come home? A new season to arrive or one to end? A job opportunity? A miracle? A healing?

I hope that you can cherish this waiting. I hope you will allow Jesus to sit with you. I hope you find peace from Heaven. I hope that you can taste the sweetness of our Saviors love for you.

 

 

 

 

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