As I watch and pray, it is easy to stay faithful waiting for the new season as I see glimpses of what’s to come. As God feeds me encouragement that He is preparing the new thing, I can with confidence wait on Him. What if that encouragement is missing? What if I am left to trust with no sign of the promise?
I wait on JESUS.
My waiting is not in vain. Jesus is my salvation, my hope, my rock. Jesus has promised provision. Jesus has promised healing. Jesus has promised a future. Jesus is my everything. But what it truly means to wait on Jesus is to “wait on” Jesus. My service during my patient days is devoted to Him, his glory, his name being spread throughout the land, his testimony of grace in my life being shared, his people being loved… I don’t just wait as though waiting for rain in a drought. I wait as one who plants, tills, fertilizes, waters, protects, and expects the fruit that is promised. I wait on Jesus.
“But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently. In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for God’s people in accordance with the will of God.