I’ve had this blog post sitting in my head for weeks over the summer and then in my drafts for months. It felt so personal and different from what I normally post here, so I kept it as my own. But, during our season of waiting this summer, so many of you shared your own stories of waiting – waiting for news, waiting for health to improve, waiting for things to turn around, waiting for peace, waiting for the return of joy, waiting for a season to be over, or for one to begin.
I have to be honest and confess that my ability to wait was tested this summer more than it ever had been before. The waiting started to feel like an intense itch and I didn’t know how to get relief. I felt like I needed to lay on the grass in the sun or throw something or yell at someone for no good reason. I felt like I was at my waiting limit and if there was a cortisone cream for waiting, I would’ve wanted to take a bath in it. Instead, I usually called Jeff and dumped my impatience all over him or asked my mom if she would take me out on a fun errand as a distraction. (Remember, I couldn’t drive during this time because my right foot was broken and in a boot.) It wasn’t anxiety and it wasn’t frustration…it was just weariness from waiting. Waiting for bones to heal, waiting for insurance to approve the treatment it needs, waiting for documents to be e-mailed, waiting for phone calls, waiting for news, waiting for a package, just waiting.
There was also some good old-fashioned childishness. I wasn’t getting what I wanted right when I wanted it. I recognized all of this at the moment, but it was still a struggle.
I wrote about The Waiting Place a few months ago, but that post was definitely written when waiting felt a little exciting and I was viewing it all through rose-colored glasses. Now that we’ve passed that season of waiting, which was harder than I imagined it would be, I’ve had time to reflect on it and I feel like I have a better perspective to offer.
When I was in the thick of waiting for uncertainties to become certain, I found wisdom reminding me of the benefits of waiting. Can you imagine if you find out you’re pregnant and the baby was born the next day? Can you imagine if a five-year-old started their education career as a freshman in college? What if an auctioneer sold each item to the first bidder instead of waiting for other bids? Or a teenager could drive without any restrictions right when they turn 15? What if someone hiked Everest without any time waiting to acclimate to the altitude? What if a pilot didn’t taxi, waiting their turn to get the go-ahead to take off?
We need time to get ready for some things, maybe even most things. Even for a quick errand, we need a minute or two to grab our purse and put some shoes on. There are times when we want to scream “wait!” when things feel like they are going at a pace we can’t keep up with and then we take comfort in the waiting. There are times when we need the benefits that come with waiting – growth, preparation, rest, practice, study, and experience to name a few. A plethora of the good things that come to those who wait. We don’t mind waiting as much when we know what we’re waiting for and we can see the benefits of waiting.
It also makes me think of instances when we don’t wait for the right time. We rush, we push, we dive in without looking, we measure once and cut twice. And it’s almost always a mistake. I don’t ever recall thinking, “Man, I am so glad I rushed into that and hurried through it.” Usually, I end up thinking, “I should have waited.”
And what about the impatience that we’re learning from our cell phones? Everyone is available all the time. We expect to get answers immediately. We can look up anything, order anything, make arrangements for anything, and satisfy almost any curiosity immediately. And when we get the “wheel of death”, it feels unjust. The art of waiting and waiting well is dying a slow death.
These thoughts didn’t decrease my desire to be done with this season of waiting and to be settled, but they did help me to look for the good in waiting. I found gratitude in very simple things like having a studio again and sleeping in my own bed. I had a sweet time with my parents as they chauffeured me around and my dad cooked me a delicious breakfast almost every morning. I had a chance to be spoiled a bit, which doesn’t happen often as an adult. I was forced to slow down. And our family really had to lean into each other. We put together puzzles, played games, went out for ice cream, visited family, and continued to reassure each other that we were together, blessed beyond measure, and God was in control.
An anthem for our family was the song The Goodness of God. We would say to each other, “His goodness is running after us.” It’s active, it’s in pursuit of us, and it doesn’t ever stop. Even in the waiting.
I’m still waiting for things. Waiting for a kitchen renovation to start. Waiting for projects to be finished. Waiting for my foot to heal enough for even longer walks and to go on hikes. Waiting to fit into my shoes again. There will probably never be a time when I’m not waiting for something!
I don’t know what season of waiting you’re in right now. Maybe you’re in the same boat I’m in – going about life, just waiting on a few small things. Maybe your waiting is intense, scary, and brimming with uncertainty. Maybe your entire life is turned upside down and you’re waiting to take just one calm breath. I don’t know where you are, but I hope that you find some encouragement in this post. I hope you don’t feel alone in your waiting and you can find the good in it, no matter how much that good seems to be outweighed. I hope you can get to a place where you’re at peace in the waiting.
When we were at my cousin’s lake house, I wrote a lot. I hobbled down the hill to the dock, sat in a chair, and wrote prayers, I wrote rambling journal entries, and I did something I rarely do, I wrote a poem.
I wrote it for myself, but I thought if it even is an encouragement to one person, it’s worth sharing…
In the breath between the seasons
In the intermission between acts
In the receding of the waves
Help me to Wait Well
While the page turns between chapters
While the music rests between the phrases
While the birds light between their flights
Help me to Wait Well
In the steps when uncertainty takes hold
In the moments when impatience seeps in
In the days that turn into weeks
Help me to Wait Well
Help me to be filled with steadfast faith
Help me to seek opportunities for growth
Help me to remember this world is not my home
Help me to Wait Well.
July 14, 2022
Loved your blog. I am waiting and God has given me the peace that passes all understanding!
Such beautiful words in your post and the poem! Thank you for sharing!
God put us in a waiting place in the early 80’s….it started with waiting for our house to sell (it took a year) then after the move, without details, it was another 5 years. I used to weep at night but knew deep down that God was orchestrating it. I called it our “teaching moments”. I’m grateful for that time now as I can see “the why” of it but when you’re in the middle it’s sometimes hard to “see” and “know”. God orders our steps, where we’ll move and even the number of our days! It guilds faith and trust when you finally realize that!
I would love to share your waiting poem on Facebook. I have several friends with cancer who may be comforted by your words. Is there a better format for posting it? Thank you
Here it is on Facebook…https://www.facebook.com/MissMustardSeedBlog/posts/pfbid036S3xJL7tPbJAR4t6E7hBVVA7D6KbDVZSbNiZ3ggPrb76CivBoGwWGn7CG9eStAtzl
Beautiful post, thank you.
Such beautiful words!! It brought tears to read this. It seems we’ve been in a waiting spot so long and sometimes I’m super scared to move out of this spot, that almost feels comfortable at times. I try to look at the unknown as an adventure, but it’s not always easy. Thanks for this beautiful post!
Thank you, thank you.
Thank you, I needed this today. Some big prayers slow in coming.
Marion, This was a wonderful post! Thank you so much! I love your poem! While reading your words I was struck with the thought that I am waiting for my husband, who just started home hospice last Saturday, to die. I want to change my mindset to treasure John each day during the waiting while he is still here with me! It it is difficult to be joyful & appreciate the little things while being John’s caretaker.
Linda, my thoughts and situation is very similar to yours. Only He knows the time and so we wait and pray for peace and comfort for both them and us.
I’ve been in this place three times before. Apparently I didn’t learn all I needed to learn. God bless.
So much love to you …may it be as you desire .But take a breath too and give yourself grace .
Linda, I just stopped and prayed that you will feel God’s arms of peace and comfort wrapped around you. You are going through such a difficult time right now with your dear John. God knows all about you, Linda. and He loves you and will be there for you. He is only a prayer away! I will keep you in my thoughts and prayers.
Beautiful….love the poem…..I am clipping it and putting it with my daily gratitude 🙂
what a beautiful poem/prayer!
I’m thinking there will be music put to your poem soon and your family can perform it in the birthday video 😉 that can become a tradition….
Thank you for sharing this wonderful blog post. Life is about patience. Learning to wait for an outcome that we didn’t see coming. And then, learning to wait for the lesson behind that outcome to reveal itself.
Thank you Marian. I will keep this post and the beautiful poem close at hand.
Thank you for my new mantra: “Help me to Wait Well.” Amen.
I am at peace with my life. What I am waiting for is mankind to have more respect for each other. To stop being so angry and radicalized. To stop being afraid of those that are different. I’m waiting and waiting.
Me too! Thank you for sharing.
Such a wonderful post, and a wonderful poem! Words of wisdom. Thank you so much!
Thank you, Marion. It is helpful for me to remember that “wait” is an action verb. Psalm 27:14
Thank you Marian. This is so beautiful and timely for me in so many ways.
Lovely – thank you.
Your words are well spoken and beautiful. And a gentle reminder to enjoy this day that we are given and to appreciate the small things in life – while we wait. Thank you.
Thank you for this post! I have followed your blog for the past couple of years and enjoy it so much. This past year has been a season of waiting on the Lord for our family as well and I can very much relate to your thoughts on waiting. Our 10 year old daughter has Crohn’s disease and for the first year after her diagnosis, the Lord brought healing to her through diet. This past year, she was hit with some other illnesses and it was just too much for her little body to overcome. We worked with a nutritionist, prayed, and waited for things to turn around. We finally had to start medication infusions, and thankfully, she is doing much better. The Goodness of God song has been my go to song when I start to get discouraged. God is faithful and has so much to teach us during these times of waiting. I am going to print out your poem and keep it in my Bible. Thank you again for sharing your thoughts with us!
…help me to remember this world is not my home. Amen.
Love your poem! I am in the waiting mode also.
Thank you. So timely. Waiting to catch a breath….or maybe, two in a row. More than ever, I know this world is NOT my home and for that, I am so thankful. Thank you for always having the right words.
Wonderful poem, thank you for sharing it.
Yes, we certainly all have had our periods of waiting Thank you for sharing your poem. It is beautiful. I have found there are blessings in the waiting.
What a wonderful post! You have such a gift! Love reading your blogs. I would be so proud of you as my daughter, which Iam sure your parents are! Thank you 😊
I love following your decorating posts, but this type of post is really special too. I love your phrase “an anthem for our family.” That song has been our family’s anthem too. It seems like a song for times when everything is going right, but like you, we’ve found it even more powerful when trials and tribulations rear their heads. It’s a needed reminder that God’s goodness is true in the easy times, but even more so in the difficult parts of the journey.
That was Beautiful , Thank you for sharing!
Beautiful words from someone (me) who has a very hard time waiting. I’ll remember them.. and want to thank you for such wise words!! Thank you and God Bless.
The timing of this post couldn’t be better for me . Tomorrow morning I’m having back surgery after nearly four weeks of pain after a fall , and I’m waiting to heal . Ive had very few surgeries in my 66 years so I’m apprehensive , hopeful —and prayerful.
Thank you for the encouraging words
Thank you for this post, Marian. It’s very thought provoking. I used to be like a lot of folks, always looking toward the next season, pushing for the next holiday, the next birthday, or anniversary. I was waiting for Thanksgiving in October when my son was killed. I won’t go into the brokeness, the despair, the 24 hour, 365 of grief. What I will say is that I no longer rush from season to season. I lean into them and get as much from each season as possible. I no longer decorate for spring in January or February, I no longer decorate for Fall in August, for Christmas in November… I savor the seasons and each holiday as it comes. When my son died I’d been in such a rush to plan for Thanksgiving that I failed to treasure each moment I had with him… a very expensive lesson indeed. I had cervical fusion in April of last year, for 4 , months I was in a brace, unable to do anything, no driving, no walking, no nothin! Instead of becoming frustrated and angry, I leaned into it and gave my body permission to heal. I read books, (52 in 4 months), I listened to music and experimented with a lot of genres that I hadn’t paid attention to, and as a result expanded my music library, I lit candles before breakfast and blew them out before bed. We watched sitcoms and binged all manner of series on various streaming services. I listened to my body. In the first weeks when there was a lot of pain I regretted having the surgery, and whined and cried. I cannot say what, or exactly when I decided to give my body permission to heal… but once I did, it became one of the nicest times I’ve spent as an adult. And now I’m working on exercises and stretches and getting a healthy body to compliment my now, pain free neck. I will never be able to do all the things I used to do, but at 75 I could no longer do many of those things anyway. I’ve entered a new, slower living chapter and I intend to savor every moment, love on every family member and friend I have. And take all the snuggles I can get from my grands and even my little dog. Here’s to beginnings. Thank you, Marian
This is lovely, Crystal. Wise words. Heres to continued healing for you.
I must say Marian you never cease to amaze me. Your talents, insight, empathy, faith and so many other wonderful qualities that you share endlessly….I believe your heart is reflected in all of them. Thank you for everything you offer us.💕
Adding in my gratitude and admiration. I love the poem. Doing a cross country move in your mid-60’s does include waiting, uncertainty and faith. I never needed a cortisol cream bath, but I DID have my moments!
i want you to know i am grateful for this post. we are in the process of looking for a home/land. All of the above speaks to my heart. God bless you , janet
So many comments that express my thoughts exactly. Waiting is hard.
Such a perfectly timed post … thank you!
This is lovely and inspiring. This may sound morbid, but when I wish time would pass more quickly, I think what it would be like to be on death row with only the same amount of time left before my demise was forced upon me. That time must fly by. My brother is in Stage 4 of his struggle with Parkinson’s. And we are waiting. He was just finally moved Tuesday to the Soldiers’ Home where he wanted to go back in November and I so hope he finds some peace in what is a lovely location…while he waits.
Yes, waiting can be hard, but having the time to wait is a blessing not given to everyone. For the past two years we would have given anything for time to slow down, to savor the short time we had after my daughter in law’s cancer diagnosis. We did learn not to take anything for granted, to live each moment to the fullest and to be thankful for whatever time we have whether or not it’s spent waiting.
I enjoyed your lovely poem, you are so talented in so many different ways.
Thank you. This was really something I needed at this time.
Thank you for sharing this…right at this time. It was a sweet encouragement. I’m printing your poem to remind myself of the blessings in the in-between times. Waiting is a practice I’m not even the least bit proficient in but I do want to learn to wait well.
What a beautiful post. I love your poem.
Thank you for sharing this. It’s so relatable…Be still and know that He is God…and I am not.
My mantra has always been:
If there is something you want to do, if you can possibly afford it, do it now. Don’t wait for enough money or the kids are older. Tomorrow might not come. As you can see, I am not good at waiting.
Tears and prayers for Crystal as I try to remember This earth is not my home!
This post and poem did my heart good! We are in the processing of selling and buying a house. We have been under contract 3 times and the first two fell through. We are waiting and hoping this 3rd one will work out. I will print this out and re read it many times probably in the future.
Thank you. Needed just this day and every day.
Patience is the hardest, most challenging thing for which to pray as God tests us at the core to build that capability. Praying for patience brings waiting. But there are rewards abundant on the other end. Growth and wisdom come gently creeping to our hearts.
And your poem is beautiful – thank you sharing. I love the idea of “waiting well.”
Thank you for sharing your beautiful poem. WOW! Please don’t WAIT to share because you not only have a way with art, decorating, designing but also with words. Bravo and God Bless.
What a beautiful poem. I remember my famous saying when I was young was “I can’t wait until………I am a teenager, I can drive, I am 18, I can get my own place, etc. I know that is normal thinking for most young people but looking back I was doing exactly what my elders kept warning me about in wishing my life away before its time.
I have been following your blog for many years now, and though I love your decorating style and hints, it is posts like this that I yearn for. You are blessed with abundant talents, Marion, but it is your heart for the Lord that is most worthy of sharing.
Thank you, Marion. Having a hard time right now with waiting for several things but one I lived through – so far. Today my son had a 5-hour surgery to remove cancer from his throat. He is in California, I am in Michigan, so I couldn’t pace the halls at the hospital with his wife. The surgery didn’t start till over an hour after it was supposed to, which I had no way of knowing, and then the day stretched on. Even though I gave him to God and I trust God (!) my nerves were taught. I know what you mean about the waiting being like a terrible intense discomfort and you can do nothing to assuage it. Thank you for your poem and for sharing.
This was the most beautiful post I have read in a while. It was like a daily devotion. Maybe you should post more of these. I guess in this life, we will always be waiting on something. My waiting is taking life as it comes every day with faith in God our Good, Good, Father. Every day is one step closer to Heaven with Him. When we know what is ahead of us, we can wait!
Thanks for your inspiring thoughts on waiting. Your words gave me a new perspective on how to view waiting. I’m so glad you shared your beautiful poem.
Well, I cannot wait to see my Grandcats and Granddog.
Having been through a long marriage, progressively worst, culminating in violence. I have moved forward. I am past the waiting…three years, and am so very happy and content. I wake up with joy in my whole body every morning. I am reconnected with my two incredible children. My word of the year for the past three years has been “gratitude”. I added “good health” to the “gratitude”. Waiting is worth it!!! I just can’t describe. It will happen to you. You have such a full life. You are so blessed with a wonderful family and amazing talent!!! PS. I just signed up for pilates and watercolor classes. No skills, but I don’t care I am moving forward. Thank you for your inspiration.
I enjoyed this thoughtful post, Marian.
My life is always in turmoil because my husband has children from other mothers. The families are always divided over something. It’s hard to have multiple families who basically do not like each other much. I need to learn the waiting game as most things eventually do settle down. Keep myself in check. I think the poem will help me.
Very well said and the poem, so wise! We never know what others are living through and that’s why being good to each other is so important. I don’t wait well for pretty much anything, born impatient as one can be so reading this helped me to better understand there are good reasons why we need to wait. I’ll try to remember that next time I’m consumed with waiting. Thank you!
We are, all of us, almost always waiting for something. Beautiful poem prayer. Thank you for sharing your lessons in faith and wisdom.
Thank you for sharing such a beautiful poem. We all need to instill the merits of waiting in our daily walk! I continue to appreciate your kindness and peaceful ideas through your blog. A GOD given talent to share the BEST of LIFE with others. ❤️❤️❤️🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽
Your poem – and wisdom – just beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you for sharing these intimate thoughts. Yes, God has us in a waiting time also. But so thankful for the blessings and timing of what He has already brought to pass in our lives.
A beautiful post. It is so important to remember God is in control. It’s so easy for us to forget that, in this “I want it now” instant gratification world we live in. It has brought me great comfort through many extremely hard times to always remember someone much greater than me is steering the ship and I need to be patient and see where we land. Thanks for this post.
During your waiting this past summer, you set a good example of patience through your words. You gave me inspiration on patience. The fact that you’re sharing how difficult it really was for you only makes your grace during this particularly poignant time more meaningful.
Thank you for showing us the truth of the waiting. I still think you’re as amazing as I’ve always thought.
Your poem is so beautiful and this really helped me, i am waiting to retire this year and make some big changes in my life. I am also waiting to find a part time work from home job to supplement my retirement. Your poem sounds more like a prayer for all of us. Thank you so much!
Waiting for something is so very hard but so worth while. Or I also say “Don’t wish your life away.” Waiting for the kids to reach high school, mortgage paid off, college, life’s work, retirement, and here I am waiting for grandkids. Life is in the waiting; enjoy the process.
Loved your poem Marion! I screenshot it . I am thinking about painting a watercolor then writing you poem on it and framing it.
Marian, that was a beautiful post, and I really loved the poem.
I’m going to write it out and put it in my journal.
I have been waiting my whole life…for so many things. Wholeness would be the best word to describe it.
God bless you honey.
This was so well said and helpful! I am an impatient person and this really spoke to me.
Thank you for sharing your heart with us. Your poem/prayer has truly touched my heart.
Perfect! I will save and share. Thank you. You help, encourage, and inspire so many people.
Marian, what beautiful words from your beautiful heart. You are such a blessing and I thank God for you! God has blessed you in so many precious ways. Thank you, Marian, for being so precious. May God continue to bless you as you bless us through your wonderful posts.
Beautiful post, and a good reminder for all of us , whether we’re waiting for something big, or something small.
One of the most beautiful posts I’ve read on any post ever! And your poem is beyond lovely and wise. Know God gave you this to share and I thank you for doing that.
Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem. Like so many other readers who responded to your blog, I found it to be exactly what I needed in this chapter of my life. You can add “poet” to the many titles that describe your gifts so generously given to the world.
Your lovely Poem is exactly what I needed. Thank you.
Marian,thanks for your candour and willingness to share your most intimate thoughts and emotions with us. It takes a special person to do that and I am most grateful. I am also grateful to my fellow readers for sharing their stories- I read every comment and each one was food for thought and I will reflect upon each one. I’m not good at relinquishing control (assuming I even had it to start with) but I’m working on it. I need to slow down and appreciate the here and now and not take it for granted. A moment of clarity, thank you.
So true! This resonated with me also. My family just moved to our new fixer upper in 2021. I am in my 30s. I find that in my 20s( in our previous home) I was very impatient for projects to be done “right now”, but now in my 30s, although not there yet with patience, life is starting to give me more long range vision. Everything will get done eventually(like that master bathroom that still has a plywood floor lol), and patience sweetens the bonds between each of us in our family. I also try to remember that life isn’t all about “things” and “stuff” but about our attitude and the way we react.
I started a list back in the summer, and wrote down everything I wanted to get done here in our new home. Since then, many items have been checked off. Whenever I feel depressed or impatient, I go back to my list and remind myself how much progress has already been made here already. The rest will come in time. Thank you for the reminder to wait patiently!
My grandma has Parkinson’s disease, she is about 75 years old it was detected 7 years ago. Right now it’s getting more difficult to live for her, because of stiff muscles she can’t even move. L-dopa and carbidopa medicines are given, but won”t give much relief. She can”t eat food and the skin is damaging forming ganglia. I thought this might be the last stage and the medications she was given did not help at all, so I started to do alot of research on natural treatments and came across Parkinson’s Herbal Treatment from Health Natural Centre ( health natural centre .org ), the treatment has made a very huge difference for her. Her symptoms including body weakness and her tremors disappeared after few months on the treatment. She is getting active again since starting this treatment, she is able to walk again ( down the street and back ) and able to ride her treadmill again. God Bless all PD Caregivers. Stay Strong, take small moments throughout the day to thank yourself, to love your self, and pray to whatever faith, star, spiritual force you believe in and ask for strength. I can personally vouch for these remedy but you would probably need to decide what works best for you.
What a beautiful and inspirational post. And your poem is beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
I did not have a dry eye after reading your poem. I’m still waiting and it’s ok life has thrown a few curve balls but at the time it feels overbearing and u reminded me to kick up my feet and thank God for the little I do have and then plant my feet in the dirt to get what I don’t have I try not to ask for much or to take life for granted but after all I am very human and can find myself having the worst pity party’s at times your poem is absolutely beautiful. Thanks for sharing