Do you ever ask God for something over and over again? Do you ever tearfully, repeatedly make the same request day in and day out for months? Does it feel like He’s doing nothing?
Man, it’s hard to wait on the Lord. Waiting on the Lord is an elusive concept. The word “waiting” feels like we’re not supposed to do anything but be perfectly patient children. Yet that’s not really the Biblical example David gave. Sure, he wasn’t a perfect man. He definitely had some major issues (see Bathsheba and Uriah). And even so, God called David a man after His own heart. If you read the Psalms, David’s heart is exposed, naked, vulnerable for all future generations of Christians to see. He’s honest, frustrated, depressed as he lays bare his requests to the Lord. Usually, he’s asking to be delivered from literal enemies pursuing him and seeking his death. He opens his heart completely to the Lord, sparing no thought or hurt. And then, incredibly, he always ends up praising God, surrendering his fate and his suffering to the only One who understands and can truly take care of him. He calls God his refuge, strength, deliverer.
Intellectually, we often believe that God is listening, working for our good. But when we keep asking and don’t see change, it’s frustrating and demoralizing; it’s so easy to become defeated. But most frequently, God makes slow changes, imperceptible in the short term. David ran from his enemies for long periods of time. Yet God eventually made him king. It was gradual, slow, painstaking. Still, when you honestly surrender your heart’s desires to the Lord, He is faithful to meet your need, answer your prayer, provide beyond measure. It might not look the way you expected and He might answer your prayer in a way that you did not want. But He is faithful to provide exactly what you uniquely need. He loves you in the most intimate way possible. So honestly surrender your hurts to Him today for He is unconditionally devoted to you.
“I cry aloud to the Lord; I lift up my voice to the Lord for mercy. I pour out before him my complaint; before him I tell my trouble. When my spirit grows faint within me, it is you who watch over my way. In the path where I walk people have hidden a snare for me. Look and see, there is no one at my right hand; no one is concerned for me. I have no refuge; no one cares for my life. I cry to you, Lord; I say, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.” Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need; rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me. Set me free from my prison, that I may praise your name. Then the righteous will gather about me because of your goodness to me.” –Psalm 142