Waiting in the hallway

I have had a sense of waiting, or of being ‘put on hold’, or of change a’coming several times in my life.

The first time I was aware of it, it lasted for years. I had a sense of being like a toddler kicking, crying and thrashing but with my Daddy’s hand so firmly on my head that I could not hurt myself or do any damage or move in any direction – comforting and frustrating all at once.

I have learned first hand that the hallways have their own purposes and that sometimes we find ourselves striding into the next room and sometimes we wake up and find we’re already there.

So you don’t always know what to do eh?

One particular time a few years back when I was major-league stressed about something, I was driving along a road close to home thinking over and over “I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what to do” – when I came upon a traffic jam where I could neither see the problem nor where I needed to go.

My cry of “I don’t know what to do” was immediately applied to the road situation where visibility was so bad.

This turned out to be one of those amazing moments when God spoke so clearly through the circumstance at hand to show me something much bigger and which I will never forget. I felt the words “the way will become clear” somewhere deep inside and as I inched forward through a messy convergence of truck and traffic and narrow road and road works, bit by bit I could see what I needed to do next.

So many times in life we are faced with new, difficult, stressy things that if we wait, and watch, and follow the way marked out bit by bit, we’ll get to the other side of the thing and see we did Ok. And more importantly, that we were Helped.