The Waiting Place
According to Dr Seuss, it is a most useless place … the waiting place where people are just waiting.”
The place where plea bargains happen, oaths to the Creator made, and life priorities re-evaluated.
But when your back is up against the wall, desperately wanting an outcome …
The messages kept coming back as prayer requests …
Mom’s not well, she’s being admitted.
It looks like endocarditis (an infection of the heart’s inner lining)
Antibiotics not effective …
Medivac’d in the night to a bigger cardiology centre
(They are all displaced-this is not even their home province)
Surgery scheduled, cancelled, then rescheduled
Twelve hours in surgery …
Bleeding, she had to go back to OR …
With those texts as background, I picked up a book … Moving the Hand of 
God, by John Avanzini(1990). The book disappoints, and I argue my way through the introduction, I don’t see God as Formulaic, as one who cannot see through this as attempted manipulation.
My friend’s life hangs in the balance. She is younger than I, she may not know she is in the waiting place … where is one’s spirit when drugs render unconsciousness? Her family gathered are also in that waiting place. Waiting for good news, waiting for improvement …. waiting for the rain to stop.
The sign should read: WELCOME TO THE WAITING ROOM…
Waiting feels helpless, we are geared to do something.
Pause, Breathe …
When Life is heavy and hard to take, go off by yourself. Enter the silence. Bow in prayer. Don’t ask questions: Wait for hope to appear.
Lamentations 3:28, 29. But how does one wait with hope?
Can I Trust You?
Dear God
I woke with knots in my stomach … so many questions whirling my head …
can I trust You with the knots?
Heavy heart as her life hangs in the balance … machines breathe for her
Can I trust you with that?
Life not being what I or they thought it should be or would be…..
Can I trust you with the future?
Despair and doubt want to hinder any Bold prayer
Can I trust you with that?
Even as I speak these words I KNOW without a doubt, I have no one else that I could trust these things to, so why do I hold back?
Can I trust you with that?
And your answer is a Resounding—YES YES YES!
I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope,
And gather dust and chaff and call
To what I feel is Lord of all,
And faintly trust the larger hope. Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Thanks Jocelyn, you have a marvelous gift for expressing what I feel but can’t find the words to say. I appreciate your postings.
Bev Suderman
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Well done! It’s SO clear that Krist. is your daughter!
I was truly blessed!
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I know the feelings that you expressed so well. I feel that i am in the waiting room a lot and nothing seems to change. Then all of sudden everything changes and you realize that God was working in one’s circumstances all along. His timing is always right on time. Psalm 27:14 -” Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.”
Thanks for sharing.
Sharon
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