I wait for the Lord,

my soul waits, 

and in his word 

I hope;

Psalms 130:5 ESV

This song, starts with crying out to God from the depths of who the psalmist is.

Then there's the recognition of his own sin, and knowing God's forgiveness.

And now waiting.

Waiting.

I wait 

My soul, the essence of who I am, my thoughts, my feelings, me.

I wait.

Waiting on God.

How can I be OK with waiting?

Our world says you don't have to wait for anything or anyone. 

The clue here is that the psalmist trusts the One who he is waiting for. 

I wait for the Lord.

In his word I have hope.

Waiting tests our faith.

Waiting tests our trust.

Do I trust God.

Do I trust God even when I don't hear, when I don't get, when I wait.

If my God is small enough to do what I want, when I want, then He's not worth worshipping. 

I know that my heart cannot be (fully) trusted, but God can.

I dislike waiting because I see that waiting is all about me, my kingdom come.

Waiting does not come easily for the creature who's eyes are not on the creator. 

I wait on the Lord 

I'm (becoming) good with that.

#psalms

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#hope