Sometimes when I consider our future, especially where and how we fit in the body of Christ, I get impatient wondering what the future looks like.
Today I was remembering the many young people we've known who were anxious about finding their future mate. Who would it be? When would it be?
Of course our counsel to these young people was to trust God and to wait with patience for the person He had for them.
I realize that I've been thinking of our future with that same kind of urgency, impatience, and lack of trust.
I think I will relax, chill out, and enjoy the journey. I trust that my future is in good hands.
I've said before that attending the church we're at now feels like dating someone you know you aren't planning to marry - pretty casual and lacking commitment to a future, our fault not theirs.
(My husband said it's more like dating your first cousin at the family picnic. Hmmm.)
I will continue to dream, envision, and imagine, but I will also wait patiently.
"But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently." Romans 8:25