Waiting well. . .

I read a blog post a few days ago (thanks to Alece for linking to it from twitter) that I can't get out of my mind. Waiting Well was posted in 2010 but found me on the exact day I needed it. 


In the post, Grant writes that he is waiting on "what's next." So am I.  A job, a mate, a child, a better diagnosis for my dog. . . I could go on and on about the things I'm waiting for - things that don't fit on the confines of a calendar square. 


"While there is definitely a powerful life element to waiting without knowing, the truth is it can often be frustrating."


I can however, write FRUSTRATION on my calendar. It fits in the square just fine. 


But the thought the has kept me awake over the past few nights is this --

"Asking “why” probably won’t change the situation, but asking “how” will likely change ME."

How can I be changed through this very uncomfortable season? How can I please my God more in this time? How can I become a better follower? a better daughter? a better friend? a better Marty? 

I've spent much of the past few weeks sitting on the sofa with my computer in my lap searching job sites. I've seen more episodes of Friends, House Hunter Intl' and Bones than ever before. I know Kathie Lee and Hoda better than some of my friends. (I'm ashamed of that one.) I've watched movies and wasted time. 

But I've also spent time in the Word. I've spent time in prayer. I've fasted and prayed for peace. 

And I've rested in Him. Waiting on Him for guidance, waiting on Him for my HOW.