Waiting

I would like to say that I've become good at waiting. In fact, the last year of my life has been nothing but waiting. Waiting for the right ministry position to come, waiting to use the gifts God has given me, waiting to leave my "student life" behind. But last week I whined/prayed, "When will the waiting end? When will I have the job and the life that I long for? When will I stop waiting?" The answer was clear. Not soon.

As Christians, we are taught to wait expectantly for the time when Jesus will come again. The belief that He is coming for His bride is one of the major tenets of our faith and yet at times I find myself reluctant to embrace that belief. I find myself hesitant in being expectant. I want to experience life here on earth. I want to preach and impact people for the Kingdom. I want to get married and have children. I want to see the people I love the most come to know Christ while they still have breath. I struggle with wanting Christ to come back and secretly hoping that He waits a little while longer. I need to get better at waiting. But whether or not I'm waiting for Christ to come back to earth or simply waiting for Him to show me the next steps He has for me in life, I have learned there is no better option than to wait on Him. He is the one who knows best and I look to Him solely for guidance. I wait for Christ and I wouldn't want it any other way.