When the Heart Waits
I have always been a firm believer that you have to take life into your own hands – that hard work pays off, and that you can’t wait for life to happen, you have to make it happen. But because of that, I lived my life trying to control every outcome. Every plan had a back-up, and every back-up plan had its own back-up plan. When life got tough, I needed a solution – and often times, I chose a band-aid, a quick and easy temporary fix that I had complete control of.
I can tell you today, short-cuts don’t work. That whatever I was running away from in the past, it has caught up to me today. For the first time, I truly understand the significance of doing nothing but waiting. Believe it or not – that’s when the magic happens. Just like yeast is to bread, transformation occurs when you have the patience to wait.
To create newness you have to cover the soul and let grace rise.
Waiting isn’t easy. It isn’t easy because it forces you to face your insecurities, the darkness in your life, and the empty holes in your heart that you so desperately want to fill. But by not having the courage to confront these fears and live through the pain, you will never truly conquer it.
The unseen slowness of transformation can easily cause you to doubt your efforts in practising patience. Is it really happening? The answer is yes. Similar to the slow rising of dough – you may not see it, but I guarantee you it’s working.
In an excerpt from Sue Monk Kidd’s book, When the Heart Waits, she says:
Transformations come only as we go the long way round, only as we’re willing to walk a different, longer, more arduous, more inward, more prayerful route.
Today, I’m deliberately choosing the longer way. Today, I’m taking the scenic route.