Holding

So I've stepped into this brand new season of my life. And here I sit, and sit, and sit. Waiting for God's dreams for me to begin unfolding or at the very least to be vividly revealed. But no, I'm here waiting. It's a holding pattern. You know when you're waiting in a plane circling the airport for an appropriate moment to land, and your ready to be on the ground and anxiety kinda hits you. Something like that.

So a couple of days ago my wonderful mom sent me an incredibly encouraging scripture, Romans 8:24-28. I'll read the Message version because I really liked how it was put:

All around us we observe a pregnant creation. The difficult times of pain throughout the world are simply birth pangs. But it's not only around us; it's within us. The Spirit of God is arousing us within. We're also feeling the birth pangs. These sterile and barren bodies of ours are yearning for full deliverance. That is why waiting does not diminish us, any more than waiting diminishes a pregnant mother. We are enlarged in the waiting. We, of course, don't see what is enlarging us. But the longer we wait, the larger we become, and the more joyful our expectancy. Meanwhile, the moment we get tired in the waiting, God's Spirit is right alongside helping us along. If we don't know how or what to pray, it doesn't matter. He does our praying in and for us, making prayer out of our wordless sighs, our aching groans. He knows us far better than we know ourselves, knows our pregnant condition, and keeps us present before God. That's why we can be so sure that every detail in our lives of love for God is worked into something good. (Rom. 8:24-28)

So all of the waiting is soo good. It grows my spirit in faith and teaches it to continually press into the things of God. The anxiety I am feeling is soo bad. What it's saying is that I don't trust God's goodness in my life as much as I trust myself.

Bill Johnson said (I've been consistently reminding myself of this), "The renewing of your mind puts you in a position to see that there is an oak tree in an acorn." So here I sit in this acorn season, and I rest, and I press in for patience, waiting for revelation that is greater than I am. Holding in joy and bliss! One thing I love about God is waiting for His goodness and glory to fall is just an unexpected moment away. We're consistently reaping the benefits of God's goodness, but we're always just a moment and an encounter away from being changed forever, and that's something to press into!

As a friend told me it's easy to press in so much for the things and the promises of the future that you miss all the goodness being poured out that day. But with the renewing of the mind, you get to watch the beautiful growth of an acorn into an oak tree of righteousness!

Peace easy,
Wes