Lately it has seemed like time is standing still, yet moving entirely too fast, all at the same time.
Probably because I’m waiting to hear from grad school… waiting, waiting, waiting. A few other friends are waiting to hear back on various things in their life too: grad school, med school, jobs, relationships, pregnancies, summer plans, upcoming weddings, completing a dissertation, and the list goes on.
I was talking to one of these friends a few nights ago and we were laughing how there is always something to wait for. “That’s just it,” she said. “Learning the art of waiting well.” How true. These things we wait for, regardless how big or small they seem, are for more than themselves. They are there to strengthen and refine, test and try, to make us more patient, more humble, more loving people. At least that’s what I want God to do with this season of waiting.
Even after I have my answer, another season of waiting is sure to come.
