“There was a man who was waiting for his laboratory results in the hospital. He was waiting outside of the Doctor’s rooms for an hour. And then after an hour, he was called to enter the room. Then he waited for another hour. He was growing weary of waiting. He waited for another hour…Then he decided to just leave, so he stood and started arranging his things. But just when he was about to get out of the room, his name was called…“
Waiting.
We were at the highlands yesterday, enjoying some unlimited cakes and coffee, with some chilly air of the mountains. A very nice setting for some really good conversation.
My discipler shared this story about waiting, which was not really something new…because it happens in ordinary days.
Waiting.
I guess from experience, the hardest part of waiting is on that last two minutes before you get the result. That is the crucial point of not giving up.
How do you know if that is your last two minutes? No one can say, but I guess it is when you want to give up that you should ask for more grace to be still.
There are two parts in waiting, it is waiting for the WHAT and then waiting for the WHEN. The two parts are not separated, it is linked together and should be progressive. If you miss the WHEN, you miss the WHAT.
When I was younger, I was so focused on the WHEN, because I thought I already knew the WHAT. Like any other young person, you always want things to be done NOW. But now that I am a little older, God made me realize that knowing the details of the WHAT will give me the grace to wait for WHEN. 
“Truly my soul silently waits for God; from Him comes my salvation; He is my defense; I shall not be greatly moved … My soul, wait silently for God alone, for my expectation is from Him. He only is my rock and my salvation; He is my defense; I shall not be moved.” Psalm 62:1-2, 5-6
