It's really annoying, having to wait for God to do his thing. I've been sitting here for half an hour, waiting for inspiration to descend, and that is my conclusion.
He takes his time sometimes, our God. I guess he does have an unlimited amount of it. But that doesn't seem fair. Doesn't he know I have things to do, ambitions to fulfil? It's okay for him to sit there and make me wait, but I want to get on with it!
When was your first driving lesson? I haven't had one yet, but I'll probably get round to it soon. I'm waiting for the right time. Now for most people, the right time may have been sooner than it was for me. That doesn't mean I should have done it by now. The right time for me isn't necessarily the same as everyone else.
Supposing I had decided I wanted to learn to drive before now. What if I had gone up to my dad at the age of five and demanded he give me a driving lesson. What would he have said? He would tell me I was too young, I wasn't ready.
What if my sudden desire to drive came when I was old enough, but we were on the motorway on a rainy night. What would my dad have said then? Well, clearly, that would not have been the right time for my first driving lesson either. And I think it would have been pretty easy to explain to me why I should wait.
But what if, from my perspective, I chose a day that seemed perfectly fine and conditions that seemed good for a first drive. But on that day, there was something not quite right with the car. Maybe the assisted steering thing wasn't working properly, or the brakes were wearing thin. I don't really understand how cars work, so I would have no idea that this was a bad time to learn to drive. And I probably wouldn't understand Dad's explanation of it either.
I think that's the most annoying time to wait. When you can see a good, clear reason for waiting, it doesn't seem too bad. But when everything looks fine from your point of view, yet still your Father is telling you to wait, then the waiting is hard to do.
But God does know a lot more about cars than I do. He knows a lot more about everything than I do. So when he tells me to wait, even if it's driving me mad, I know he does it for a good reason. Because He loves me.
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