How well do you wait?  What do you wait for?

Why wait? Why does it feel that at times waiting is all consuming?  Is this feeling a western-mind- set thing? Doubtful. I feel many days I am just…waiting. Waiting. I would be lying if I would tell you that I love to wait or that I enjoy waiting. Overall, I do well with waiting. I am content with waiting. Now do I get frustrated with waiting? Yes. I am frustrated.

The Bible speaks (without citing scripture) about waiting. Waiting with patience, expectation, eagerness, and with hope. With a level of confidence I can tell you that these qualities are expressed in and through me because of the Holy Spirit.  If you have a chat with me, you will learn this to be true.

So what the heck is my point. I don’t know if I have one or if I writing to state a point? Sounds pointless huh? Maybe. Maybe I am expressing being a male. Males generally struggle through process and would much have the product. Women are so much inclined to enjoy the process. I, being male recognize and identify with the struggle of enjoying the process. Maybe I am encouraging myself. Maybe encouraging you the reader. Maybe I am helping myself to re-evaluate why or why not waiting is a wothy quality? Perhaps with the re-evaluation I will be shown what I am waiting for and whether or not I should be waiting and with what kind of attitude I should be waiting?

Regardless…you will be finding me…waiting.

…waiting…waiting.

 ( This image is interestingly ( a search was done for a image of “waiting”) taken from a website featuring artists from Baltimore. Garden Church…check them out. Here is the web address. http://www.creativequarantine.com/baltimorequarantine.htm )