I spend a fair amount of time waiting. Hospitals. Funeral homes. Meetings.

When you wait you are expecting something to take place. You are poised for a time of action. In that sense, waiting is one of the most hopeful practices.

As followers of Christ, we are always waiting. For his return. For the kingdom to come on earth as it is in heaven. For promises to be fulfilled. For faith to produce fruit.

So it’s not a matter of if we wait but how we wait. Patiently. Expectedly. Productively. These are the mainstays of waiting. They don’t come naturally. These are fruits of an intentional life supported and engaged with Christ.

Show me a Christian and I’ll show you someone who waits. Maybe instead of bemoaning these down times we may try embracing them and giving thanks for the respite before the race?

And besides, when else would I have had time to write this blogpost except in a waiting room at a hospital?