As soon as my husband, Jason, walked in the door, I started in. Deeply troubled myself, I started to trouble him. Sometimes I just can't keep my depression to myself! The desire to share it is just too overwhelming.
In the middle of all my whining and complaining, which Jason listened to every word, he stopped me. I was just in the middle of my over dramatic explaination of how I felt, saying something like, " I feel like I am wandering in a fierce blizzard! Lost, cold, lonely, and wet....not knowing what to do...(boo hoo!)"
That's when Jason said," What are you supposed to do in a situation like that?"
I hesitated. I didn't know if he was asking me or trying to make a point.
"Well, you are supposed to stay put, right?" I replied, "Like Pa Ingalls in The Little House on the Prairie. When he was stuck out in a storm, he was like 20 ft from his house, but he didn't know it. So he dug down into the snow and waited out the storm."
Jason just looked at me.
"Oh! I get it. Yeah, I am just supposed to wait on God. I know, wait it out! That has only been the reaccuring message for months now. It is so hard though."
The rest of the evening I was still pouty. Jason went to band practice, and the kids came in from outside. They were pretty grimy so I called for clean up and pajamas like any good mother would. When they were finished, they asked for ice cream and a movie. This had become a nightly ritual, so I knew I would face resistance upon breaking it.
"Tonight, we are going to spend some time praying and then have ice cream," I announced. They were a bit sulky, but suprisingly they didn't balk entirely.
We sat down at the kitchen table and prayed, everyone prayed not just me, and then they feasted on ice cream while I read part of Psalm 119 to them. Alexa, my 9 year old, was listening and even asked me questions. It truly was a blessing. This is how God wants me to wait: spend time with Him and teach my children about the wonderous hope we have in Him.
To wait on the Lord is what He calls for at times. Only I wasn't looking to Him, I was only thinking of myself. When I stopped whining and started praying, everything changed. Reading His word was refreshing and reminded me of all the wonderful blessings I already have.
This is the day the Lord has made; Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
Remember all that you have to rejoice in, even today!