I’d like to pretend that I wouldn’t read this post either, but the the truth is: I hate waiting. It’s miserable to me and there’s nothing more frustrating than having to wait on anything significant.
In some sense, waiting is suffering. And I’m not talking about waiting to order a burrito at Chipotle. I’m talking about the BIG things like waiting in a relationship (or for one), waiting for a job or internship to call back, or simply waiting to graduate.
Waiting is a tricky thing because it varies so much from one degree to another, but what I’ve found is that there are only two types of waiting: idealistic waiting and hopeful waiting. Examples of these two types of waiting surface everywhere in our lives, and they can actually look quite similar, but the difference comes in what lies beyond the wait.
I argue that idealistic waiting is futile. It is hoping in uncertainty and ultimately deceives its yearner into wasting instead of waiting. Conversely I submit that hopeful waiting is biblical and that the promises of God are anchored deep in faithfulness and blessing (Hebrews 6:15-20)!
Waiting is hoping, (Job 30:26, Psalm 39:7, 62, 130:5) and without hope we have nothing to live for. But hopeful waiting demands something of us. It calls for courageous obedience and a patient trusting in whatever or whomever we’re waiting on.
So back to my “waiting is suffering” comment mentioned above. Here’s the connection (straight from Romans 5:3-5): “we rejoice in suffering, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.”