But God led Elijah to a flowing brook, with a shady tree, and raven's to bring him bread morning and evening. His needs were met,
Then, scripture says, the brook "began to dry up". The rush slowed down. Perhaps just a bit at first, then enough that he couldn't help but notice. But still, he just waited. Elijah waited.
The brook became a trickle, and still he waited.
Water was still there, and he trusted.
Finally, when the brook was dry, God spoke to Elijah and told him where to go next.
When it was dry.
I read a devotional study on this story, from "Streams in the Desert". I think what stood out most to me was this sentence; "probably, long ere the brook was dry, we should have devised some plan, and asking God's blessing on it, would have started elsewhere."
How often have we done that?
We see the brook beginning to slow down and we start worrying. We come up with alternate plans, back up possibilities, multiple choices, "just in case". Then, as it gets slower and slower, drier and drier we think surely we need to move. All of these plans are good. And often, that is true. There is nothing necessarily bad about our plans. But they are ours.
But we see the brook getting drier and drier, so we pick a plan, ask God to bless it, and take a leap.
And so often He does bless it, because He loves His children.
But what if we had waited?
What kind of amazing plan did He have for us?
The point of this is to say:
Andy and I are not going to Alaska. It seems that they are not taking diabetic, epileptic, slightly neurotic wives at Ft. Richardson right now. We got turned down for medical, and can say with all honesty that we really are not upset.
Yes, Alaska would have been fun, but it is a LONG way away.
And my baby sister got engaged on Sunday, so I really need to be slightly closer to "home". (smile)
Right now we don't have official orders, but the "pre" orders say Ft. Bragg. If everything passes, we will head to N. Carolina.
But, the brook is not yet dry.
Right this minute we are in Missouri. Andy goes to his classes. Canaan and Zion have their "classes". And I, I am reminded to enjoy the bread the ravens bring, the shade tree God provided, every sip of water from my little flowing brook, and every minute of the waiting.
Because truthfully, isn't that all that life is?
Enjoy, and make use of, the waiting my friends!