Life in “Wait-on-the-Lord” Mode

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I waited patiently for the Lord to help me,

and he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the pit of despair, out of the mud and the mire…. Oh, the joys of those who trust the Lord. Psalm 40:1,4

Heavenly Father, we look forward to the Day when our weary cry of “How long, Oh Lord?” becomes exuberant shouts of “Hallelujah, the wait is over!”

We bring our sighs today, preferring to bring you songs. Thank you for welcoming us with kindness and grace. Though our “muddy, miry pits” differ from King David’s, we too cry out to you.

Some of us are in the pit of health challenges. We’re not healing as fast as we hoped. No clear diagnosis has been found yet. Our joints ache, hearing is declining, and blood pressure is rising. The promise of a resurrected body has never looked so good, Father.

Others are mired in parenting stories—wondering when, or if, our children will ever rest in your grace and love. Grant us endurance, hope, and great compassion for our kids—no matter their age or issues.

Some of us wear the mud that simply comes from living in this fallen world. We’re tired of the crazy-making and the predictable unpredictability’s of our culture. We hear Eden echoing in our hearts, and we long for life in the new heaven and new earth. Please send Jesus back soon. Intensify our hope and neighbor love until that Day.

Still others of us are in pits of messy relationships, broken trust, or vocation challenges. Some of us have no discernable issue,; we just feel disconnected, a bit adrift, and spiritually flat.

Father, turn our sighs into songs, our mourning into dancing, and our fears into faith. Grant us palpable joy even before you grant us stories of relief. Bring glory to your name, by bringing us to yourself. So very Amen we pray, in Jesus’ trustworthy and worship-worthy name.

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