A Season of Waiting - or Preparation?

Waiting -

For the right time;

The right person;

The right conditions;

I have often wondered about the interconnectedness of waiting and patience.  Whether the two are reliant on each other; whether waiting reverently required a supernatural type of patience; and how to steward the time between 'now' and the arrival of that which we are waiting for.  I am yet to derive any concrete answers, but what I can say is this:

The space in -between, that season of our life when we are here, but we long to be there; when our minds are so intensely focused on that thing, person or blessing that is yet to come - 

How we choose to steward this season will ultimately determine our experience of and when the thing, person or blessing is right in front of us.

I have chosen to live out this particular season of my life as a season of preparation - rather than waiting.  Because to me, waiting feels more like biding time; just filling the hours, days and weeks until that one big moment.  This approach saddens my soul, because it doesn't honour all the small transient moments that are happening in between - 

And I've lived this life long enough to know, that it's all those small, transient moments that are actually the big ones.

So in the spirit of preparation, we place ourselves in a posture of anticipation, rather than waiting.  

If your heart longs to become a mother, prepare yourself for motherhood.

If it is a wife you yearn to become, prepare yourself to be of servitude to your future husband.

If it is a welcoming home you pray for, start curating your current home to reflect what your heart longs for.

I have recently been speaking with God about work - paid work.  As a single mumma of two beautiful children, I am faced with the mission of being both provider and nurturer in our home.  I know that my current circumstances do not reflect God's design for family - 

And at times, the grief I carry around this reality is heavy.

But what God told me about this area of my life, has been so incredibly comforting.

He said to not be confused by what He has called me to do and what I am required to do in order to support my children. 

The two do not always intersect.  

This was such a remarkable revelation for me. 

And He guided me to the story of David - a humble shepherd boy who loved the Lord with all His heart and who would, in time, become Israel's King.  David did not neglect his sheep because of a greater call on his life.  He had been marked by God and the fruition of that anointing came at God's designated time.

I am learning to tend to me sheep, just as David did.  

All the while, I posture my heart in preparation for God's call on my life.

I pray that you too, find comfort in tending to your sheep, to live in a season of preparation, rather than waiting and to Trust in God's Promises for your life.

With Love and Blessings,

Natalie x

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