by John Michalak
Our soul has waited for the LORD. He is our help and our shield. For our heart rejoices in him, because we have trusted in his holy name. Let your loving kindness be on us, LORD, since we have hoped in you.
We make the appointment. We check in at the front desk. We find a comfortable seat.
And then we wait.
The doctor’s office. The dentist. We can spend a fair amount of time in waiting rooms. We read magazines. Perhaps talk to the person next to us. But it’s here where we’re reminded that it’s important to make the best of our time because eventually we’ll get what we came for.
You are born into a type of waiting room. God’s the doctor behind those mysterious doors. You know you need Him. You’ve come here to see Him. But, you’re told you must wait before you’ll enjoy the full benefits of seeing Him face to face.
Now, rather than a few old magazines, God’s waiting room is filled with reminders of His creative handiwork—towering oak trees, laughing babies, chirping birds. You’re placed in a world that can only remind you that the doctor you’ll one day see is really good at what He does. And that should fill your heart with hope and thanksgiving.
So, find a seat, make the best of your time, and look forward to the day when your name is called and it’s finally your turn to go in.