Written by Rachel Denison

We have been in a season of waiting. You know the feeling. We’ve felt that familiar unsettled longing for about a year now. The Lord speaks or gives direction, and we are to listen and watch for the fulfillment of that word. And most of the time, we wait. Waiting is hard because typically with the Lord we only know what we need to know. The Lord often speaks one day at a time. While seasons of waiting are beautiful due to the trust they produce in our hearts, they are not easy and usually not pleasant.

Since returning from our babymoon, I am struck with the sense of a new season. I am seeing before my eyes the fulfillment of so many promises. Dreams and words spoken are closer than they have ever been. And I am having to pinch myself daily. It’s easy to get used to the waiting and think it’s all you’ll ever do.

Last fall the Lord spoke a season of rest coming to us. At the time, overcommitted and exhausted, the word brought hope and a bit of disbelief. The word of the Lord required real steps of obedience we’d soon find out. Upon taking those steps to begin some difficult, lengthy processes, we surprisingly found out we were pregnant. The word of rest now became increasingly more clear and urgent.

It was then that the season of waiting really began. We were quick to obey and set changes in motion, as you always should be. But it does not mean you will see the fulfillment of your actions immediately come to pass. Obedience to God’s word always comes before the fulfillment of God’s word.

We have spent the past six months trying our best to be faithful to God and people. And it required sacrifice I don’t think we could’ve anticipated. Each day was a struggle to keep perspective and contentment in the midst of longing. Every moment of every day there is a war between trust and fear. But we most definitely have the choice. (Again, the reason seasons of waiting can be so beautiful.) And God with his help expects us to finish well and faithfully from one season to the next.

I can’t express accurately the thankfulness and lightness that currently fills my heart. I feel a culmination coming I’ve been anticipating for so long, and due to excitement I’m having a hard time taking each day as it comes. The hindsight you gain after a long season of waiting far outweighs any sacrifice you might’ve made. My heart beats—It was worth it. All the pain, all the disappointment, all the hard conversations, all the digging through fear, all the letting go was worth it. And now all I can do is resound with a heart of praise.

God is so faithful to his word. I am constantly astounded at his faithfulness, time and time again. Trust is becoming the automatic response of my heart where fear always had the reins. I would encourage you if you’re in any kind of season of waiting to faithfully endure. Do absolutely all you can to center yourself in the midst of his will. And wait. Wait with joy, because all he has promised is coming for you, and it will all be worth it. “For no matter how many promises God has made, they are ‘Yes’ in Christ. And so through him the ‘Amen’ is spoken by us to the glory of God” (1 Corinthians 1:20). Will you say “Amen” to his promises for his glory today?