Hurry up and wait

by +CrystalThieringer    @cdthieringer

Oh my gosh. Last week was frantic. Hectic. In fact, it may have brought out a few latent OCD tendencies. And, in somewhat uncharacteristic fashion, I reached out for help.

My friends stepped up. They stepped up in huge ways. Within a few days, the external thing I was worried about, the one that could be controlled and helped along by them, was essentially solved. Not only eased, but eradicated. We’ve been discussing The Ask, about why it’s hard, and yet how not asking steals joy from someone else. My friend Denise wrote, “Asking for help is difficult because it exposes our vulnerabilities.”  She’s right.

While the external stuff is nearly sorted out, the internal battle continues. For many of us, internal battles are seldom so easily won. The frantic moments of the things I can control give way to the frantic waiting for the things and people I can’t.

It’s so much harder to solve the internal struggle because I have studied the strategies Self Doubt employs against You’ve Got This, and the countermove What Could Go Wrong will use against What Could Go Right. I’m quite familiar with the tactics You’re Not Good Enough will use against Of Course You Are, and the sneaky underhanded slickness of Good Luck With That against Have Faith In This.

It is another of life’s mysteries for which logic fails.

This morning as I look out my window, I’m reminded I have this (click on the image for a larger view)Bird collage

Look at the birds in the sky. They do not store food for winter. They don’t plant gardens. They do not sow or reap—and yet, they are always fed because your heavenly Father feeds them. And you are even more precious to Him than a beautiful bird. If He looks after them, of course He will look after you.  Worrying does not do any good;who here can claim to add even an hour to his life by worrying? 

Matthew 6:26-27, Voice

It is, ironically, the birds of the sky which ground me, once again. What grounds you?


10 thoughts on “Hurry up and wait

  1. What grounds me? A combination of things. Talks with friends (like YOU). A boat ride (like your birds, ironic). A cup of hot tea with heated soy milk. Journaling. The sunrise.

    1. A fast boat ride, especially. There’s no shadows then! Journalling is still an exercise that frustrates me more than grounds me, and I’m not sure why that is. Any ideas on that?

  2. Worrying does no good, yet it is where we often go first, rather than faith. Since last summer, I have tried to calm the worrying by saying, “It will happen when it is supposed to.” It doesn’t always work, and I still worry. But it has helped calm my mind a bit.

    Today I am grounded in knowing there is a purpose, and I still haven’t figured it out. That certainty reminds me I’m not done with this journey yet.

    1. No, we are not done. And you’re right, Things will happen when they are supposed to. Thanks for the reminder!

  3. They are excavating directly behind our condo right now. This has flustered the birds a bit. I notice myself watching them more. They are finding such interesting ways to deal with the changes. This verse came to my mind repeatedly last week as I gazed outside the window. So interesting that you posted it today.

    I think that Scripture and prayer ground me. That doesn’t mean that I don’t get caught up in internal battles because believe me, I do. Those are sometimes more challenging than the outward things. I’m praying for extra peace for you friend as you patiently wait.

    Much love.

    1. Melinda, I can relate. The internal challenges are often far more challenging than the external ones. Thanks for stopping by. I’m praying for you as well.

  4. Oh, those self doubt strategies struck a chord! Getting outside and paying attention grounds me, and I always look forward to your bird photos.

    1. Thanks Debbie. Did you see the ones I posted just recently on Facebook? I saw a new (to me) backyard beauty called a Crested flycatcher. He’s gorgeous!

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