Wait patiently for the Lord. Be brave and courageous. Yes, wait patiently for the Lord. Psalm 27:14 (NLT)
I’m pretty fast. I’m a fast sewer, a fast reader, a fast writer. I even drive fast. One thing I am not good at is waiting. As I train Cory, I have to learn to wait. And it is making me a little crazy. It is making her a little crazy, too. We went to an obedience trial a few weeks ago. She did terrible on Saturday, but managed to get a qualifying score on Sunday in the two different classes that we were entered in. I was hopeful that we would finish her titles in August as she only needed three qualifying scores in each class and was entered into four more shows. Then, she came into season and I had to cancel two of the shows. This weekend was our final chance until shows resume in October. If she qualified on Saturday and Sunday, she would finish her title. But, she did not qualify on Saturday. In both classes, she broke her sit stay. Actually, she never stayed. Both times, she got up and walked with me when I left her. I turned to face where she was supposed to be only to find she was standing right beside me. Since she stays when I train her at home and other places, it was a mystery to me why she did not stay this time. Today, she was perfect, remaining on place on her sit stays both times, and qualifying in both classes. It dawned on me that the difference between Saturday and Sunday was my attitude. On Saturday, I was keyed up, intent upon succeeding at both shows. By Sunday, I was calmer with a “whatever” sort of attitude. From now on, I need to have a Sunday attitude on Saturday. It also occurred to me that Cory just wants to be with me. She wants to move on to whatever is next instead of being obedient and waiting where I place her until I tell her it is okay to move. I think I am that way with God a lot of the time. I have hopes and dreams for the future. I don’t want to wait around here doing the everyday until someday arrives. Let’s get a move on God, I think. It made me think of the lyrics to a new song by Lindsay McCaul I heard called “The In Between,” where she talks about not wanting to stay where God has placed us and being eager to move on to something new. It goes, “Some days, I see how you have brought me such a long way. It’s kind of funny on those same days, I feel so far away from where we’ll be. I know sometimes what it means for me to follow is stepping out into the unknown. Believing you are slowly changing me. Right now, all I’m longing for is what comes next, but I’ve found all you want is just another step. Somehow in this great not yet, is where I can trust you with the in between.” It made me wonder, Can I trust God with the in between? Can I trust him with the day to day, with the process of getting from point A to point B? In many ways, I am not liking where I am right now, between one thing and another. Yet, God is in control of this as much as He was in control of my past and my future. So, I wait. And so will Cory. Eventually.