The Waiting Game

Does anyone but me remember Mary Kate and Ashley’s song “The Waiting Game?”

Want to refresh your memory. . .

90’s fashion (those sunglasses though), haircuts, and all around awesomeness aside, I feel like this song is basically the theme of the season I’m in right now.

And just so we are clear: I hate waiting.

I totally get the comment by Olsen twin #1: “do what you do best and take control.” I wouldn’t ever identify myself as a control freak or a controlling person, but like most human beings, I like knowing. I like some element of control. But I’ve come to understand that control usually goes hand in hand with fear. I got the message very clearly in February when the Lord mentioned clearly in a prayer time for me to “get your palms up, Maddie. I can’t work with you in control.” Or at least, my false idea of control. And when I let myself feel out of control, I tend to get scared. Fearful, overwhelmed, and anxious that I can’t do it, I can’t fit it.

Right now, I’m waiting for bloodwork for some pretty frustrating health stuff. The Lord has done a lot of good with it in the past year, uprooting old lies and revealing things about Himself and His work in my life. But just because I am fully trusting Him for healing doesn’t make the physical act of waiting any less difficult. There’s joy and peace in the waiting, sure, but it’s still waiting.

Just because you trust His timing doesn’t mean you like the waiting.


I’m the girl who skips through season 1 of a TV series on Netflix because I don’t actually care about the drama that surrounds the character development. One of my strengths is futuristic, which basically means that I love dreaming about the future. It also means I tend to get a little overwhelmed when actually making decisions about my future.

But for as much as I hate the waiting in between, I know I have to rest in the sovereignty of Jesus. Seasons of waiting are a dangerous breeding ground for the work of the Enemy because they are a recipe for fear and the need for control. The waiting can also be places of incredible depth with the Lord; waiting can be the preparation of the Lord for His next steps.

I’ve been encouraged from this verse in Proverbs:

“Blessed is the man who listens to me, watching daily at my gates, waiting at my doorposts. For he who finds me finds life And obtains favor from the Lord.” Proverbs 8:34-35

As sweet as sitting before the Lord and listening to Him always is, it’s not always my first line of defense during periods of waiting. It’s ok to watch at the gates and wait at the doorpost, as long as that’s where I’m waiting. As long as I’m listening to the Lord in the waiting. There will be favor in the waiting. And that encourages me.

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