They that wait upon the Lord
Shall renew their strength
They shall mount up with wings of eagles
They shall walk and not be weary
They shall run and not faint
Teach me Lord, teach me Lord to wait
Through the season of Advent we wait. We wait for our Lord to come, to live with us as a human being. Just like us. The Creator lived under the heart of Mary for 9 months. She waited. He waited.
As my sweetie and I prayed before our evening meal, the reading (an Advent and Lent tradition) it spoke of waiting. How Advent whispers to our Hearts before formally asking for our Faith at Christmas. Waiting.
Waiting. (I’m out of the house for long hours right now, so waiting for dinner sometimes leaves me rather impatient.)
I logged into WordPress intending to blog for TerifiCreations, the Reader caught my attention, as I scrolled through I happened on this post on The Task at Hand. She shares the story of the yearly search for Christmas gifts in her parents bedroom. She tells the story so well, I think heading over to read it is the best thing. The last paragraph stopped me in my tracks, “In short, learning to wait nurtures and deepens our humanity. From a certain perspective, waiting is itself the gift of Advent, the mysterious and compelling experience that arrives hand in hand with the merest possibility: “There might be presents”
Learning to wait. That is a 40-something year old process. I’m not there yet. I’m grateful for the opportunity to be able to learn to wait.
I have to learn to quilt wait too.
I want what I want, and I want it now. But. I need to wait. There is prep work to do. This and that. Love and kindness to share. Sometimes this waiting involves others in ways that can not be explained. Sometimes the waiting involves challenges that I’d rather live without. The waiting is worth it in the end.
Quilt waiting is hard sometimes. Waiting for time to quilt. Waiting for inspiration to strike me in a way that it drives me to my machine. Waiting for others. Waiting for fabric, thread and just the right color. Waiting for the words to come as I need to write for here, there, the other place, and the book.
As I wait I contemplate the gift of this time. I wonder when the invitation to the next step will come. I wonder if I’ll be quiet enough to hear that whisper of an invitation to take it. I wonder what the gift of that next step is, and how can I use it to Honor God. Because that next step to something really cool, and amazing is yet another place of waiting. It’s Advent. Come! Lord Jesus!
God bless,
Teri
A Quilter's Heart 
Thanks so much for the mention, Teri. I’m glad you enjoyed the post enough to pass on the link.
I like your post, too. I haven’t thought of that song in quite some time. I used to sing it with various groups, and always thought it was a good one.
A Merry Christmas to you and yours!