Sometimes there are seasons of waiting. Waiting when you see no signs of what you’re waiting for, but choosing to hope that it’s coming and that things are going on below the surface.
Here’s a visual for ya–This bench won’t be empty for long…and the field will be full of cleat-clad baseball players giving it all they’ve got. But it’s still now. Quiet. But the players are all out there…somewhere, and when the time is right, they’ll convene and practice and their friends and families will rally and shout and cheer them to victories and comfort them in defeat. Yes, they are out there, but there’s a little more waiting, a little more orchestration of events that need to occur before it’s time….baseball season.
I’ve seen it time and time again, how we wait and wait and wonder if God is hearing our prayers…let alone answering. But then, after a period of time, it’s as though all variables come together and series of events are interwoven to bring about the perfect scenario of answered prayer that is bigger than what we can imagine. He’s kind of like that master mind coach working out all the details when all the spectators see is a snow-covered empty field. (We rarely see the things a coach does…Assembling a team, getting uniforms, try outs, setting up a schedule, getting coaches, refs, etc. etc. etc., but we trust that these things will get done.) Yes, things are going on that we can’t see for sure. Funny how we think we should see things that are just not ours to see or understand.
I love the verse that says, “For the vision awaits the appointed time, it hastens toward the end and it will not fail. Though it linger, wait for it. It will certainly come and not delay.” Habakkuk 2:3 God knows the what and how of answered prayer. It is ours to will to wait…to rest, to know that though all we may see is a snow-covered field, that in time, the snow will melt, the people will convene and what God ordains best will happen. Just a few rambling thoughts on the season of waiting for this weekly photo challenge.