I stirred at the smell of fresh coffee, and the clanging of pots and pans below. I smiled, wondering if my friend was doing what I thought she might be doing; but at the same time, concern filtering my delight at breakfast in bed.
She is known to do such things, but her exhaustion was was very apparent. Weeks of sleeping on hospital cots and reviewing medical procedures covered her like a well worn coat, her son only having come home hours before I arrived less than 2 days ago. In addition, an outpatient surgery early yesterday morning only added to her fatigue.
Sure enough, moments later a smile peered around the corner of my doorway, a tray laden with gifts preceding it. Each bite was arranged beautifully on a delicate antique glass plate, with a silver-etched miniature urn full of cream completing the presentation fit for royalty.
She watched my face closely, fatigue etching her grin. Her attentiveness to my every move awaited my pleasure, hoping that her gifts of love would be accepted with equal enthusiasm as they were given.
Today I am reminded of this vignette as I read the verse below:
“Yet those who wait for the Lord
Will gain new strength;
They will mount up with wings like eagles,
They will run and not get tired,
They will walk and not become weary.” (Bible Gateway, NASB)
In my recent weariness of soul and spirit, longing for heavenly, otherworldly strength, I am drawn to this verse and it’s enticing promises; especially the first 7 words.
“Yet those who wait for the Lord….”
“Wait” in Hebrew means to attentively watch, to gather, to patiently wait. As I read other verses using this particular Hebrew word, the picture of my friend’s attentiveness toward me takes shape in my mind.
How often do I go to God with a need, blurt out my plea, and quickly leave in order to try and remediate the situation on my own? Afterward, crying that God obviously didn’t hear me; or if he did, he must not have cared. Yet, I am arrested with the thought, “I will gain new strength from him only if I wait (attentive, alert, gathering all my perceptions to him alone, watching his every move for the answer) just as my precious friend waited upon me that memorable morning.
Because I desperately crave new strength, this week I have attempted to more fully wait upon my Lord. This has not necessarily been easy, as the cares that worry and badger my mind and heart don’t easily give way. Yet, as I have chosen to focus on my Lord, looking intently at him, his Word, and his promises rather than listening to the cacophony of blaring worries and fears, I am finding a peace emerge.
Gaining new strength.
Lessening emotional fatigue.
bringing calm internal rest.
With love and prayers,