A week or two ago my pastor talked about waiting on God. He mentioned those programs on computers when you download software, and a little box pops up on the screen and tells you exactly how much time you have left until the program is finished. He wondered how nice it would be if life had little notices like that.
There’s an indie movie called Timer. The basic premise is that an invention exists, and is widely accepted, that is inserted into your wrist that tells you exactly when you will meet your soul mate. There are two stepsisters in this movie, both 28. One sister has the timer but it remains blank. That’s because either she has no soul mate, or he just hasn’t gotten his timer yet. The other sister has hers, but it reveals she won’t meet her mate for fourteen years.
The first young woman keep dating guy after guy, trying to talk them into getting timers to see if one of them might be her mate. The second engages in meaningless encounters, knowing she won’t find her true love for a very long time. The film begs the question, is it better to know, or not know?
I’m not sure I would have wanted God to tell me 28 years ago that yes, I would have a baby, but not for eight years. One the one hand, I could settle down, learn Italian, travel, and maybe write the book I didn’t write until she was 18. On the other, where is the trust? I well remember the countless nights every month I cried myself to sleep, but in the end, it bolstered my faith.
If you know, are you waiting on the calendar, or waiting on God?
I think it would absolutely be easier to know, but better? For me, I think not.
But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength;
They shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint.
Isaiah 40:31