Waiting on God Part 1

I hate to wait. Period. I like everything to happen quickly and smoothly. I look for the shortest line at the grocery store. I pick the shortest lane at a red light. I always look for the internet connection that will allow me the fastest downloads. I am very much a product of today's "give it to me now" society. Last night I went to a mexican restaurant and was frustrated when it took the waiter 4 minutes to get to our table. Our food came about 3 minutes after we ordered. That made me happy! I hate to wait.

And yet here I sit, waiting. I'm waiting on God no less. I find myself in an interesting position. I'm annoyed that I have to wait but then again it is God. At this point I don't have a job or even a lead on a job. I'm just waiting. Sure I'm putting my name out there and trying to network where i can but it always leads me back here to just sitting in my chair and waiting.

I think that God might be telling me something. I need to wait more often. I need to wait on Him and for Him. In my desire to get everything as quickly as possible I've tried to eliminate all of the waiting in life. But when it comes to God, I should always be willing to give up the fast track and wait for Him. We have made our lives so busy that we no longer wait on the one who gives us everything in the first place. Even when I worked at a church I kept busy because that's what I was supposed to do. Keep busy, get things done. It's remarkable how our lives can suddenly become so busy that we neglect to wait on what God has for us.

As I sit here and stare out of the window on a rainy day, I think, and hope, and pray that from now on I can just stop and wait on God. Maybe that's what this time off is all about. What do you think?

in Him,
Jon

My Little Secret

Everyone has a secret. Yes, even you. I have a secret as well. We live our lives and we try desperately to hide our secrets from the world. Well I can't hide any longer. It's time for me to spill my secret to the entire world. Okay, here goes. When I'm at home all by myself, sometimes I'll close the blinds so that no one can see into our house. I turn on some music. I get myself pumped....and then I play air guitar....whew. That's a load off of my chest. It's true. Air guitar has been my secret joy that I have kept secret since I was in 7th grade. In high school I actually owned a guitar which I would play without strings! Oh the embarrassment of it all.

What brought about my sudden confession you ask? This morning I was indulging in my secret obsession while I was listening to an old school Reliant K album. I was midway through a song when I realized that I was way into it. The words to the songs were hitting me and I was singing them straight to God. The whole time pumping my arms pretending to play an instrument that I own yet can't play. I was worshiping God....playing air guitar?!?!?! An amazing thought (which I've heard a thousand times) hit me. You can worship God anywhere...doing almost anything!!(sinning excluded) I must be honest, I bet that I look like a complete idiot standing in my house playing an imaginary instrument and singing. But As I praised God I bet He was smiling. Maybe He was even laughing at what I was doing. But I'm sure He was happy that I was worshiping. In the Bible right before David became king, he was exiled to live in caves and to run for his life. When the time came for him to come out of exile and to take the throne, he danced in worship before the Lord. And i'm not talking the electric slide or (even worse) the soulja boy dances. I mean an all out "i'm-so-overjoyed-with-God" type of dance. That's worship!

So many times we try to fit worship into a tiny box like singing 3 songs in a church service or youth group, but worship is so much more. It envelops our entire lives. Every minute of every day gives us the chance to worship our King. So perhaps we should all take out our cases, blow off the dust, take out our air guitars, and worship like crazy.

what do you think?