I’m willing to bet that almost everyone, at some point, has gone ahead and done or said something before the allotted or appropriate time.

We don’t like to wait.

I hate waiting.

When I know that something is going to happen, I want it to happen now.

I wait for the Lord, my soul waits,
and in his word I hope;
my soul waits for the Lord
more than the watchmen for the morning,
more than the watchmen for the morning.

Psalm 130:5-6 (ESV)

I’m going to hazard a guess and say that the watchmen did a lot of waiting. A lot. If you’re the guy stuck walking the wall through the night, you’re going to be waiting for the morning. Every moment of the night.

That is how we should be waiting on the Lord. With keen anticipation. Every moment.

In our church, the worship team has noticed something about waiting. Some time ago, any lull in worship would have brought on an awkward silence and we’d have to push on to the next song as soon as possible so we wouldn’t “lose” the congregation. These days, there is an expectancy, a weight to the silence. We’re waiting. We’re hoping. And God is showing up in ways we never expected.

So in the waiting, be also expectant. It’s fine to hope for one thing to pass, but it’s what we do in the waiting that will affect the moment we’re waiting for.

Daily Bible reading:Psalm 128-131, 1 Corinthians 7:25-40