"Drew, wait…" (Part 1)

This morning I took Micah on a walk around our neighborhood. We have several nature paths that go throughout the development, which Micah loves to walk through and explore. As we made our way down the street Micah began to run ahead of me until I called out, “Micah, wait,” which he did until I caught up with him. When we got onto the trail he began to run ahead of me again until I called out “Micah, wait,” which he did again. There are a number of reasons why you don’t want your kids to get too far ahead of you on a walk, but for this walk the main reason was that I knew that there are stinging nettle plants on this particular path and I wanted to be sure to hold his hand while we walked along. However, in order for me to care for him like that I needed him to wait. After walking for a bit Micah decided that he was tired and couldn’t go on, so I scooped him up and carried him the rest of the way home while he lay his head on my shoulder and waited for us to arrive.

The Lord has been teaching Amy and I a lot about waiting in the last few months. A few months ago we began to get very worried about Micah because he wasn’t talking. He is almost 3 years old now and still says very few words. Over the course of the last couple of months we have taken him to several speech therapists and have gotten to the point now where he goes 3 times a week to work on his speech. While he has made some improvement, we still have not seen that major step of him beginning to speak freely and consistently. Speech is tied into so many other areas of development that for a child not to be speaking makes pretty much everything a lot harder for the parent and frustrating for the child. We have many difficult evenings and many tears (his and ours) as we try to shepherd this little boy by faithfully loving him, disciplining him, teaching him and caring for him.

I took Micah to the speech therapist this last Tuesday and as we spoke she mentioned the fact that he tends to get frustrated very easily when he’s playing or when he knows that you want him to do something, but doesn’t fully understand. As I listened to her I summarized her comments by saying, “He needs to learn how to be patient.” As the words came out of my lips it dawned on me that he and I are struggling with the same thing. We both need to learn how to wait.

I’ve never been good at waiting. For as long as I can remember I’ve been a pretty anxious person, always busy, always a little overwhelmed, and always rushing to the next thing. That’s probably what makes this hard for me, because there really is nothing left to do but wait.

As I walked along this morning and asked Micah to wait for me so that I could hold his hand and keep him safe near the stinging nettles I began to think of my Heavenly Father. As I make my way down this path it seems that He too is calling me to wait. So, I will stand here and wait for my Father to take my hand and lead me down the path that He has sovereignly chosen, because I know my Father and when I get to the point that I can’t walk any more, I know that He will carry me the rest of the way.

Over the next couple of days I plan on writing a few more meditations on this whole concept of waiting, mainly so that I can understand it better to be a better Dad to my son and a better son to my Father.

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November 15 2008 06:30 pm | Waiting

3 Responses to “"Drew, wait…" (Part 1)”

  1. The Petricks on 17 Nov 2008 at 12:56 am #

    Thank you for sharing that. We all need to chill out sometimes but aren’t so good at it. You always do such a great job with your blog. I have been uplifted many a times with your words of God. Thank you Drew.

  2. Drew on 17 Nov 2008 at 4:40 am #

    Thanks Rebekah, that means a lot to me.

  3. carylb on 17 Nov 2008 at 10:38 pm #

    …the perfect little boy with the perfect set of parents…all planned out before the beginning of time to the praise and worship of the Father…
    We love you guys!
    caryl