The Weight of Waiting

In our modern times, not many of us are open to waiting. In those times, we can feel weighed down. That’s to say we feel burdened, pressed, or even depressed.

I’ve experienced times of waiting for answered prayers. One was during nine months of treatments for cancer, away from my husband due to insurance availability. Another was the day-by-day strength and wisdom needed to be a family caregiver.

I found a way to endure the weight of waiting.

It began with a daily reading of the Psalms. I had previously kind of passed them by as records of sorrow and crying out to God. This time I read them all, and found many uplifting psalms of praise and good reports.

While being treated for Stage Three Breast Cancer in 2007, Psalm 40 became a favorite. Like David, I poured out my heart to the LORD. His Presence was very real as He lifted me out of despair and gave me a song of praise (Psalm 40:1-3).  

I knew he heard my prayers, but I had to wait for His answers.  Years later, a neighbor said, “I’m sure you’re always waiting for the next shoe to drop.” I said, “No, not at all. God heard my prayers and gave me a good report, so by His grace I keep moving on.”

David knew about the pit of despair. But he also knew the way out was to trust in the LORD (v.2,4-5). Have you ever tried to walk in miry soil?  

Mud, of course, is soil mixed with water. While we may be glad for the rain, at times it may bring unexpected challenges.

David did not allow himself to get bogged down by circumstances. Not only did he have a new song to sing, but it was a delight to do God’s will while enjoying God’s mercy, loving devotion, and faithfulness (v 3, 8, 11).

The weight of waiting is a fact of life. David prayed honestly, “Hurry to help me, LORD. Don’t delay” (v. 13, 17). Meanwhile, he waited; he didn’t give up!  

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