A Lesson In Waiting

15 Nov

“Mom, can I have a two dollars? The Fall Festival is Friday night. Can I have two dollars, pleeeeeeeeaaaseee? I want to be able to do some stuff while I am there.” My dear daughter asks.

“We’ll see, Hun” I reply.  The usual parental reply…. secretly means (it’s only Monday. Let me evaluate your actions this week and see if going to the Fall Festival is the best thing for you at this time.  Let me make sure what’s-his-name isn’t the only reason you want to go. yada yada yada)

Two hours later….. “Mom, I need that two dollars.”  Her whining pitch climbs a little higher. Her hands clasped together. Her knees just inches from the floor.

This goes on for days. She begs. I listen. I wait to give a reply. She waits for the answer to her prayers.

Friday morning rolls around. “Mom. I told you I need that two dollars. The Fall Festival is tonight. Please, Mom.”  Her voice gets almost demanding. Hands on hips. Tears in her eyes. It’s panic time. The clock is ticking and she doesn’t have her answer yet.  Off to school she goes with just enough of a chip on her shoulders to make me think she has little faith in her mom.  Pick her up from school….same thing, except this time the tears are rolling out. “Mom, it’s tonight. I need it.”

The Fall Festival starts at 6 p.m sharp. Lord knows Mikayla’s in there primping as soon as she busts through the door after school. She looks beautiful. Nice sweater and gorgeous jeans she’s designed herself.  We’re in the car booking it up the road to the festival. We pull into the parking lot of the school. She gets out of the car with her head hung low and begins walking away.

“Mikayla,” I stop her before she gets too far. She slowly turns around.

“Your two dollars.”  With my hand stretched out, I wave the two dollars in the nice fall evening air. Her eyes light up and she runs towards me.  “I thought I wasn’t going to get it,” she replies in a softer voice than she’s had all week. 

“Why,” I ask.  “I didn’t give it to you until you needed it. You didn’t need it until now.” As she wraps her arms around me and nestles her head in my chest for just a moment,  I whisper “Next time…try trusting me a bit.”

As she walks away, a HUGE flashing light goes off in my head.  I do that to God!!!  I ask for something I either believe I need or just desperately want. I beg and beg. I point out my time-line. I wait with my foot tapping and my eyes on the clock.  And just as it seems time is running out God shows up with His answer.

He doesn’t always give us what we want. He does give us what we need and thankfully not always what we deserve. But He gives us what we need WHEN we need it. Not a minute before. No amount of begging or whining brings about the answer we’re hoping for.

When we send up our prayers, we are to pray believing we will receive. We are to have faith that God will provide at the precise moment we actually have a need. Waiting is hard. I, for one, am not much of the waiting kind. I tend to have an addiction to instant gradification. I want what I want , when I want it, and I want it now. All of it. Thankfully, the Lord knows better and He gives me what I need when I need it.

Next time you pray, remember Mark 11:22!  (and wait in faith).


Posted by on November 15, 2008 in encouragement


5 responses to “A Lesson In Waiting

  1. unwriter1

    November 15, 2008 at 2:45 pm

    You must be left handed. Thank goodness I learned to write with my right, otherwise I’d have the comments section on top also. Anyway, patience is a virtue and I think I left mine in my other suit. I’ve seen prayers answered right away, when I pray for others. Those for me take a lifetime, or so it seems. I ask for a miracle and then watch others receive them. Oh well, I didn’t deserve it I figure. Maybe next lifetime.

    As a parent I can relate to this closely. Kids love their parents but yet don’t have the faith yet to believe their strongest desires will be met. It can happen over and over again and it will always be the same. Never fear mom, she will have kids of her own someday and she will repeat this and other lessons you have taught her. She sounds like a very happy young lady. You’ve done well.

  2. Vivian

    November 15, 2008 at 3:00 pm

    What a lesson for us all, and this lesson is so true.


  3. paizefiddler

    November 15, 2008 at 3:20 pm

    Love the new blog title, Kat. Wonder who gave you THAT idea? (smile, hint, poke & tickle you in the ribs). And another wonderful thoughtful post. Guilty as charged, I ask God for what I want and desperately need, feeling like it’s just not fair if I don’t have it RIGHT NOW … and God delivers on God’s own sweet time, not my time. Can be frustrating at times, but it’s always worth the wait. Otherwise, we might not larn nuthin.

  4. Katrina Wampler

    November 15, 2008 at 3:34 pm

    I hate that the comments are on top. Not my choice at all and I’ve searched a hundred ways from Sunday to change it…. too bad soo sad.

    But thanks for the two cents…I’m kinda broke these days. Every little bit helps. lol

  5. paizefiddler

    November 17, 2008 at 2:30 pm

    You’re quite the amazing person, Kimberli! You celebrate the birth of a new child after a twelve year gap between it and your oldest, at age 42, with taking up hip hop dancing and doing a recital? My kind of woman! (smile)

    I’ll come back for the Wednesday “delving,” for sure.


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