Waiting Game

Waiting is hard work!

Joseph B. Wirthlin once said,

"Sometimes the hardest thing we can do is wait. The Lord has his own timetable, and although it may frustrate us, his timing is always perfect."

It seems we are always waiting for something. Waiting for the bell to ring to let out class, waiting for the week to slip swiftly into the weekend, waiting for your ride to pick you up, waiting for your sister to hustle up and free the bathroom (I mean can't you do your make up in your room or something?) Sometimes we are waiting to hear from loved ones, sometimes we are waiting for them to come back home.

Sometimes we wish we could wait a little longer. We pray earnestly while we wait to hear back from a doctor. Or when you didn't quite make it to the bathroom on time, if only you could've held it a little longer, or maybe that is just me.

This last month has been driving me absolutely out of my mind! Waiting has never been more of a challenge. Now usually this time of year the only thing anyone is waiting for is for Christmas to hurry up and get here already! And it also happens to be my birthday this month as well! But I couldn't care less about both of those things right now. they could wait another two months as long as that made what I'm waiting for come sooner!

What is it that I'm waiting for you ask? Haven't you heard yet?

I'm waiting for my mission call to come in the mail! Everyday grows further and further from the day it was supposed to come. Everyday becomes more and more torturous! I wake up thinking to my self "today is the day" I go to work and wait for that phone in my pocket to ring out, and the voice on the other end will say those three words! "Its finally here!"

But I'm getting used to disappointment. Last week Thursday was the two week deadline, the day it was supposed to come. There was no phone call at work, but my family was probably didn't want me to have to suffer through work knowing it was here but I couldn't open it until I got home. But then, on the car ride home, my phone lit up. a sign that said I had missed a call during the day and more importantly a TEXT! from my sister.

"Where are you?"

"on my way home.."

"oh ok"

.......

That was it! Nothing else! My heart was racing! I was almost sweating with nervousness. "Today is the day!" I thought to myself over and over as the car took me home through the icy streets. I jumped out and thanked my driver as I ran to the door. As I walked in I glanced to my the floor on my right, where the mail usually sits under the chute. Nothing. My eyes snapped to the counter, the second place mail usually sits. Some flyers and small envelopes, nothing big enough to be my call but the mail HAD come! But did it bring with it my call?

My Mom made her way up the stair to the kitchen where I was, talking on the phone, the usual.

"Oh I gotta go, Reids home!" she said as she hangs up and smiles at me.

..... "wait for it" I say to myself

She just stays there smiling at me, waiting for me to say something. She obviously wasn't gunna spill the beans, so I run-I mean cooly walk to my room. I gently shut the door then franticly scurry around searching everywhere for that envelope. Under the pillow, on the dresser, in the closet, under the mattress. Nothing, Nowhere! I slunk to my floor as it all set it. It wasn't here. Today was most definitely not the day!

That happened about a week ago and here I am doing the same thing everyday. Waiting. Sometimes more patiently than others but waiting all the same.

"... His timing is always perfect... instead of worrying or grumbling that our prayers have gone unanswered, we should delight ourselves in the Lord. Be grateful. Be happy."