“The Lord is good to those who wait for him, to the soul who seeks him.” Lamentations 3:26ESV 


 I stand in the warm sunshine scanning the horizon, as far as my eyes can see. Soaking in the warmth. Waiting. Hoping. And, yes praying.

Last week when the idea of writing a post on waiting began to form in my mind, I had no idea that just a mere few days later we would find ourselves waiting.

Due to family allergies, our “grand~cat” Chloe lives with us. This furry feline belongs to our precious woman-child granddaughter. Chloe is cherished. Loved by us all. She is full of personality and quirkiness. Chloe brings exuberant joy into our home and to our sweethearts, big and small. They love to give her treats and lavish her with love. Sometimes the occasional tail pulling.


 Chloe went missing Sunday night. We haven’t figured out how it happened. We are diligent when it comes to making sure she has not made a mad dash for the door.

I delivered the news, that struck her sweet human like a blow.

Most of the day was spent searching. Walking, calling out her name. Wondering. Waiting.

The hard question asked. What if?

The hard thing said. “It’s the not knowing that makes it hard.”

Tough questions for young ones to process. So much worrying for tender hearts. My heart cracks as I hear the heartbreak in voices. Crestfallen expressions on faces.

It’s been four days now. We still don’t have answers or know the outcome in all of this. We are waiting for a miracle. I continue to walk to every door and window, peering out in hope. Praying I’ll have good news when the next text or call comes.

How long do we wait before we give up? Make the drive to the animal shelter with the hope of filling the empty space in our hearts?


I’m amazed in our fast paced, busy world, where instant gratification is not only expected it, it is demanded, how much of our time is spent waiting.

In our faith walk. Our spiritual life. In life. There is waiting.

Waiting on the test results. The right opportunity. The perfect mate. For grief to ease. A job. The wayward child. The marriage gone bad. Doors to open.

The unanswered prayer.

Empty spaces to be filled.

Waiting, it seems is a part of life.

“For all of a sudden when I saw those lights, I said to myself, Ivy, this is your life, this is your real life, and you are living it. Your life is not going to start later. This is it, it is now. It’s funny how a person can get so busy that they forget this is it. This is my life.” Fair and Tender Ladies by Lee Smith

Do we give up? Quit living? Toss out our faith? Walk out on God when the hard things of life slip in our door and there is nothing to do but wait. If for nothing else a new day, a clean slate, where mercies are new every morning.

I don’t want to wait on my life to start later to begin living. I. Want. To. Live. Now. Fully. In the Presence of God.

I want to count the gifts. Soak up His Word. Feel His loving arms around me. Lean in and lean on Him in the waiting. In the unanswered prayer. In the hard. When the opportunities do not come. When tears fall like rain.

It’s not easy. Especially when your heart is rent in too. The bad news is delivered with a blow. The unexpected meets you in your next breath.

Yet, The Lord is good to those who wait. Who seek Him in the waiting.

John Calvin says, “Hope is the foundation of patience.”

In Him there is hope.

“And so, Lord, where do I put my hope? My only hope is in you.” Psalms 39:7 NLT

There is hope in the waiting. There is hope in Him.

“Let all that I am what quietly before God, for my hope is in him.” Psalms 62:5 NTL

There is comfort even when the answers seem all wrong and not exactly what we had in mind.

“When doubts filled my mind, your comfort gave me renewed hope and cheer.” Psalms 94:19 NLT

The food bowl waits full. Prayers are said. I fear the wait may go on and the woman-childs heart may get broken.

God is good, even in the broken. I pray that this is the lesson that will be learned in the waiting. In the hard.

Graced by God

Tammy Mashburn