Waiting

Waiting. It seems like everytime something that is super exciting is coming up, there is always a period (a long period) of waiting before it can happen. It almost seems like this should be archaic nowadays when everything is so instantaneous. But here I sit, waiting. Waiting to go to Colorado to start an internship at Dry Bones, to meet some pretty awesome people who will change my life, and to live radically for other people for God's glory.

And its not just me either. (Waiting, that is, but probably not on the internship.) People are waiting on the newest technology to come out so they can buy it, or for a few years to pass so that they can get a decent job or maybe their dream job, or for this or that. John Mayer is 'Waiting on the World to Change.' Everybody seems to be waiting and hoping for something better than what is right now.

Maybe there is a reason for our waiting. Maybe it isn't just what we have to go through before we get to the cool stuff. Maybe the waiting is a part of whatever we are waiting for. Maybe that helps make what we waited for worth it.

A lot of expectations come out of a time of waiting, too. Expectations of yourself or of whatever you are waiting on, that you will be a better person or changed or that it will be the best experience of your life, that you will never forget it.

I don't really know what to expect from Colorado this summer or even entirely what is expected of me. But I am expecting one thing: that it will be meaningful for myself, and hopefully a few others along the way. I can only hope to love God and love others better than I do now at the end of the summer.

And so here I am. Still waiting. But expectant. Expectant of a growing heart for others and for God.