Man, do I love a green light. All systems go. No holds barred. Pedal to the metal. (insert additional cliches here). It's especially thrilling with the windows down and my favorite song on the radio. A green light means action and moving forward, often follwed by a time of waiting. If I were to completely ignore such a law out of impatience or pride that I know best when I can go, trouble ensues. Then there are those yellow lights. We know they're telling us to be cautious, but in practice we often treat them like their bluer counterpart because the thought of them becoming that awful shade of crimson will destroy our plans. We associate red with obstacle, naturally avoid them at all costs, rather than thinking about how they protect us. This transition has been rank with lights, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't rev my engine every now vainly trying to force the light to change colors. But leave it to my Traffic Controller to provide some order to it all. See, I already have some green lights, and they shine brightly. And let me tell you that when waiting is pretty much the theme of your life song, you JUMP at the opportunity to DO. I don't have to wait to live for Jesus. I don't have to wait to praise Him, to worship Him, to adore Him. I don't have to wait to acknowledge His goodness, to show Him how much I love Him by loving others. I don't have to wait to talk to Him about anything since I can boldy approach His throne. I don't have to wait to spend time with Him or to think about Him. And here's what shattered my understanding the other day. There's only One Thing I'm waiting for. I'd like to settle and say: "I'm waiting on a job," "I'm waiting to hear back from so and so about this such and such," "I'm waiting to see what that person feels" and so on. That would be easy, wouldn't it? And that's what we do, isn't it? Well, I'll bite the proverbial bullet and say the hard thing, "I'm waiting for God." I wonder if it scares us because we have to recognize our attitude might be laced with anger at him for not working according to our time table. And that means we have to have an honest dialogue with Him about the condition of our hearts. Maybe it freaks us out to acknowledge that we do not think of Him as the Good and Sovereign God that He is. And I'm sure that's only the beginning of the list. This psalm has been on my mind constantly this last week: "For God ALONE my soul waits in silence; from him comes my salvation. He ALONE is my rock and my salvation, my fortress; I shall not be greatly shaken... "For God ALONE, O my soul, wait in silence, for my hope is from him. He ONLY is my rock and my salvation, my fortress; I shall not be shaken. On God rests my salvation and my glory; my mighty rock, my refuge is God. Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your heart before him; God is a refuge for us. " Psalm 62: 1, 5-8 He is the ONLY One Who can resolve my present estate. He shuts and opens (Revelation 3:7). And when I own up to the truth that He ALONE is what/Who I am waiting on/for, then something awesome happens. My eyes are suddenly fixed on Him, my heart starts to experience the peace and hope and joy that comes from being in His presence, and my soul gets renewed and refreshed as I am reminded of His all-sufficient weary-dissipating Grace. My spiritual feet find their footing and I am safe from worries and shielded from the harm that comes from going my own way. In that glowing amber light of His, I'm not thinking about the light turning red or waiting for it to turn green again, I'm occupied in mind, body, and heart with Him, the Refuge worthy of ALL my trust.
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