When Waiting Feels Like Punishment
Hey y’all! I know it’s been a while. For those of you who have been here since day one—you know who you are—thank you. You’re the ones who typically know what’s going on in my life. I know I haven’t been very social lately, but nothing is wrong, I promise. It’s just a lot. Recently, I came across a post that hit me hard, and I want to share it with you because I think some of you might need to hear this too. I’m not the most patient person. I hate waiting for long periods of time. When I pray, I want answers now. When I’m hurting, I want relief now. When I’m confused about where my life is going, I want clarity now. So when I read about the Hebrew word for “wait” in Psalm 27:14—qavah—it stopped me in my tracks. You know the verse: “Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the Lord” (Psalm 27:14, KJV). I’ve read it a hundred times. But I always thought “wait” meant exactly what it sounds like—sit down, be quiet, and do nothing until God ...
