The Waiting Place

In Dr. Seuss's book, "Oh the Places You'll Go!" he speaks of a place called "The Waiting Place." He describes it somewhat like this...

"[You're] headed, I fear, toward a most useless place... The Waiting place

...for people just waiting.

Waiting for a train to go

or a bus to come, or a plane to go

or the mail to come, or the rain to go

or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow

or waiting around for a Yes or No

or waiting for their hair to grow.

Everyone is just waiting..."

When I woke up this morning, I was reminded of this part of the book and thought to myself, "I'm in The Waiting Place right now." I'm in college, so thankfully it's not a counterproductive waiting place, but it would still fall into that category. I have no clue where I'll end up when I graduate. I am essentially as far from dating or marriage as possible. There are many wonderful, admirable, godly men in my life, but my soul doesn't seem to be becoming knit to any of them. I am certainly not complaining because singleness is a gift in disguise, but to me there is no disguise to be found. It is just a blessing. I am a part of a young church, whose direction is largely unknown. We don't know where we will be meeting in a year, or how many people we will have attending our church, or who will still be around. My job, which is wonderful yet difficult, is at an after-school/summer camp for kids. I have learned so very much from it, but it's not where I want to work the rest of my life. It's not my ideal niche. This waiting place pushes me and twists me and makes little tugs at my heart every day. The Enemy whispers in my ear, "You're going nowhere... You're nothing... This seemingly useless place defines you, seemingly useless." I am frustrated often because I feel as if I'm floating about, my toes barely off the ground and my head in the clouds. I have a great fear that the waiting place is making me lose sight of what is important. Instead of getting wrapped up in test grades, essays, and pointless drama to which so many people I know are in bondage, I want to be wrapped up in the Lord. I want this waiting place to make me look more like Jesus every day. I think, if I willingly surrender myself to him daily, Yahweh can use this useless place and this useless person in ways I could never imagine. Most days are very difficult, but I must fight to remember what is true of my God and what is true of me. He is always good and always faithful, and I am loved by him more infinitely than I can comprehend. So Waiting Place, you're on! You can't conquer me! I'm already conquered by one who lives eternally in the present, past and future! Bring...it...on!