waiting – Let's Have Another Piece of Pie

Sit

The Header for this page says this: “Sometimes life cries out for a nice break from the daily routine …… a pie break, so to speak. A time to sit, to listen, to reflect. To taste the sweetness of life.”

Every now and then I read those words and reflect.

You see, part of my personality is such that I just love to have the appearance of moving forward. I cannot stand the same-old, same-old. It’s like sitting still, in a broader sense of the term. I like movement. I like progress.

This is one of the reasons I like to move furniture around in the rooms of my home. I use to do it often but now I’ve learned to slow it down a bit and enjoy the moments.

I said above, “the appearance” of moving forward. Sometimes life looks like we are getting no where fast. Life seems to have paused and is waiting for the finger from the sky to hit that play button so we can move on. Waiting. That is one the the hardest things for me to do. Wait.

But in the waiting so much can happen. In that pause mode the universe is still going forward. Life round us keeps moving, time keeps ticking by. The seasons keep on changing and we are still here waiting.

So as I reflect here, with my proverbial slice of pie and a cup of coffee and a keyboard, I realize how good the waiting is. I can use this waiting time to see how far I have come and to turn and see where I want to go. It is a time to build strength for the journey of life that lies ahead.

I can also use this time to sort out my ever changing “to do list” of life. That list in my head of all I want to accomplish, which can be overwhelming since most of those things are things I think I should do, not what I really want to do. Sifting. Sifting and sorting is good.

But the waiting still sucks. There, I said it. It can really suck when you’re like me, not good at it. So, to those of you like me, I can tell you to take the time to breathe and reflect, to sort and sift, look behind and definitely look forward. There is strength in the waiting. There is hope in the things to come.

“But those who wait upon God get fresh strength. They spread their wings and soar like eagles, They run and don’t get tired, they walk and don’t lag behind.” Isaiah 40:31

Enjoy!

Cate B

Seasons Go Round and Round

Here I am again trying to blog. This has been a hard season for me. Seems like my husband and are are in a transitional period of our life. That simply means that we are waiting for some things to fall into place so we can move on into the next season of our life. I hate waiting. I really do. I’m the type of person who likes to see motion. I like to see progression. There are times that I do wait and it is nice to me but during those “nice” times I can also see progress. This particular time I am having a hard time seeing progress. Therefore it is hard for me to wait.

Part of faith is not seeing what is behind the scenes and going forward anyway. I am trying my best to wait because I know that the season will change and I will see what we have been waiting for. And it will be good. That I know. How do I know? I’ve been through this many times in my sixty-two years of life and it does change. I also have faith in a God and His promises, and His promises speak of things changing and coming to an end. But I also know that the waiting sucks. I am not good at waiting. I get antsy and I get down right mean if I let myself. And I do let myself. It’s those times of mean-ness that I literally have to stop what I am doing and take a really deep breath and slowly let it out. I express my feelings to the only one I know who can handle my mean-ness. That is God himself. He has really big shoulders.

We do have a really good thing in our lives recently and that is the birth of another grandchild last week! That is a very good thing – life in the midst of what feels like darkness! Can’t do any better than that.

So in these times of waiting, whatever you are waiting for, take the time to examine what is your hope is anchored in. If you anchor your hope into the change then you may be in for a rough wait. It has to be deeper. There is nothing wrong with desiring the things of this life unless you put your hope in them. They can’t hold an anchor. Has to go deeper. Mine is Jesus and His friendship to me; The Father God who holds and loves me no matter how mean I am; Holy Spirit who comes and teaches me and guides me through the waiting. They have a much higher perspective than I and can see not only my season of waiting but they see the end and it is good.

So, here is a song for you:

Enjoy the season you are in and learn all you can from it.

cate b

Meet Me

Life is full of many seasons. This one, for me, is one of waiting – I hate waiting – who likes it? But I have surrendered to the waiting because waiting means there is preparation going on. Things need to fall into place to bring forth our desires and dreams. So waiting is good. If we could just jump instantly into the things of life it could be disastrous if it’s not ready to take flight. So I say, “Wait”. I want it to be right.

So, on that mysterious note…… I am fine. All is well and good and better things are in the making. I just cannot get into blogging lately. Wait – I just did blog.

Here is a song from one of my favorite bands, Over the Rhine. They make the waiting wonderful.

Enjoy!

cate b

overtherhine.com

What Was I Thinking?

How can I possibly complain? Well, I can, of course complain. It’s a free country. But it’s more like – why would I complain? Sometimes when my life is full of questions and very little answers I tend to wander…… in my mind mostly. Wander and wonder – should we be doing this? Should we be living here? Should we, should we, should we…….???????

Well all that in the first paragraph takes a lot of energy! I pooped out. When I get restless and tired of waiting for things to unfold I dream of tropical islands. Do you know why? I do. I realized it yesterday. It’s because the few times I visited tropical places was on vacation. They represent peace and rest and comfort and carefree living. But I know that living in these places is not all of those things I just listed. Living in them is exactly that. Day to-day responsibilities just like here exist in day-to-day life on an island in the Caribbean. I lived in a beach town. Tourists everywhere all summer long. I was not tan! Day-to-day life!

That said, my favorite flower is the Plumeria. Not only are they beautiful to my eyes but the scent is magnificent. I live in the mid-west of the USA and it is far from tropical weather. With our harsh winters and extreme summers we cannot grow tropical plants outside. BUT! We can grow them inside. Since last spring I have been nurturing a Plumeria that I named Lelani and she bloomed this summer! I am also nurturing a Plumeria named Carmen Miranda – she has not bloomed yet but is thriving in our perfect, yet rare, summer weather on the front porch. She is getting big. Joining them is a Pony Tail Palm I named Sandra Dee and my Hindu Rope Plant that I named Slumdog Millionaire. It’s alright – I do have a very active imagination and I am fun! And here is a picture of Lelani:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carmen_Miranda

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sandra_Dee

one of my favorite movies…………………..

May you all find a corner of paradise in your everyday world! It’s there. You just have to look for it.

Enjoy!

cate b

Here in the Waiting Room

Waiting is very hard for me. Is it easy for anyone? Well, I’m sure there are some of you that wait better than I do and perhaps even enjoy the waiting. God bless you.

But this is about me – I want to embrace the waiting. I want to get every single drop of the moisture of learning, of knowing, of love out of the waiting. I want to paint the waiting room walls a cheery yellow with green accents and a touch of orange so as long as I need to linger I can enjoy the wait.

So, here I am in the waiting room. Trying to focus on the One who sits with me as I wait. Trying to focus on Him and the tasks set before me that can be worked on while waiting ………

Waiting for what, you ask? I am simply waiting for the desires of my heart to come to pass. The promises lovingly spoken to me to blossom to their fullest. Writing these words suddenly makes the walls a brighter yellow and my heart beats a little faster feeling the anticipation of windows opening and doors being flung wide.

Ahh, fresh, sweet air coming to me on bright frilly breezes…… here in the Waiting Room. 🙂

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