Stuck in Limbo
“And blessed is she who believed that there would be a fulfillment of what had been spoken to her by the Lord” Luke 1:45.
Sometimes faith comes easily. Other times, it takes real effort to trust God’s Divine timing. Like when you don’t make it into your top grad school pick, when you are passed over for a work promotion, when that dream job post-university doesn’t come and you move back in with your parents, when you’re not: 1. Engaged 2. Married 3. Pregnant at the time you feel you should be. Or when you have to say goodbye to a loved one, when close friends move away, when your heart is in pieces after a break up.
So, what do you do, when your plans fail? Where do you turn, when people let you down, break your trust, or just move on with their lives, while you remain in limbo? I hope you run to God, my sweet sister. He is loyal, He is trustworthy. He satisfies our deepest, unspoken longings. He touches the place where it hurts. In the hard seasons, we can confess with our mouths that we believe God’s ways are the best ways. But do we really believe that in our minds and hearts?
The best way I’ve found to get through these patches is to consistently give my sorrows, frustrations, and disappointments over to my Father. Sometimes it’s several times a day that I need to take a moment and cry out a prayer to the One who sees me. He can take my questions, and He can handle my doubt.
I remember past seasons of grief and confusion, and give thanks to God for what I learned through them and for coming out wiser and stronger on the other side. My faith is renewed. I can’t see the finish line, but I am given grace and endurance to keep pressing on towards it.
I’m writing this in a period of limbo. Sometimes I doubt where the course of my life is going (or not going). So I ask the Lord for a gift of faith to help me believe. And that is also my prayer for you, dear reader. Even in the face of doubt, may you find peace in knowing He hears, sees, and feels for you, and that He longs to reveal your perfect story to you in the perfect time.
As the father cried out to Jesus on behalf of his sick child “Lord, I believe, but help me overcome my unbelief,” please hear my call today. Help me to have faith in your promises. I choose to trust your ways, believing they are higher, wiser, and more fulfilling than my own.
WRITTEN BY ANNA HALL