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Wait On The Lord I Say

It's been a summer of a lot of things for me. It's been a summer of procrastination, learning, dedication, testing, faith, and so much more. I have been through nothing and everything this summer. Most of all, the biggest adjustment for me this summer has been to sit still. Not only sitting still but figuring out how I'm supposed to be sitting still. You see, when you think of sitting still, you think of inaction, of doing nothing, and honestly, that would be the easy part of sitting still if that were the only requirement. When God says to sit still, it doesn't mean to just sit still; it also means to listen. 

During my waiting time, I have listened intently, lazily; I've even pretended to listen, which of course got me nowhere. This summer has been about learning the voice of God. For as much control as I want over my life, God positioned me to rely solely on Him. The season of refinement is not easy; you feel as though you are fumbling your way through the lessons, or failing altogether. The waiting season of your life not only exposes where you are strong — it also exposes where you are weak. 

Going to the gym started out as a desire to be able to keep up with my very active son; it eventually turned into wanting to get stronger to keep the children at my job safe. The only way for me to get stronger is to figure out where I am weak and adjust my workout accordingly. The same is true when it comes to walking with God. I had to learn where I needed to be strengthened in my walk with Christ: reading my Bible more, guarding my heart, eyes, and ears from the things of the world that could affect my walk with Christ.  Just when you think there is nothing more to learn on one particular thing, you learn that there is another level. Not everyone has the same struggles as you, and judging people through the lens of your struggles has the potential to turn you into one of those "church folk" that most people (including you) can't stand. Therefore, it is in this stillness that God orchestrated that I have grown the most. 

I am not only thankful for the time to get closer to Him — I know that moving forward with anything that I do, as long as it is committed to the Lord and within his will for my life, I will succeed. 

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