“Above all, trust in the slow work of God.” Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
I am relearning life without a microwave.
It didn’t seem like a big deal when my husband took out the microwave for some kitchen remodeling. I can make adjustments like using the tea kettle to heat the water for my hot tea in the morning but the convenience of fast is part of our life today.
A new reality hit me the first night I went to reheat leftovers: I couldn’t act on impulse with our meals. I needed to think ahead. When we were a family of four, I could tell you Monday what we were going to have for dinner Thursday. I planned ahead for our evening meals.
The last few weeks have been back to thinking ahead. Back to deliberate intention rather than the impulsive whim for what’s easiest. The left over yellow rice I want to combine with black beans is brought to room temperature before adding the beans and heating in a pot on the stove.
This process is slow and I’m a person who likes quick action. We are accustomed to immediate information from a 24-hour news service. Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, SnapChat are all playing life as it happens and it’s all happening now.
It’s as if our lives are microwaved. We’re living at warp speed yet we’re demanding faster when it takes 30 seconds for a website to come up.
All of this speed makes it harder for me to wait on God. God is not bound by time and is not to be rushed. He holds time in his hands but moves in what seems to be a slowness to me. He is deliberate and intentional with his work.
“The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance.” 2 Peter 3:9 NIV
Jesus has promised to return. He has promised to take us with him. He has promised us heaven, with him, forever.
The answers to our prayers come painfully slow. We are not a waiting people and I, I am not trusting in His slow work. We have missed the love for us shown in His patience.
Today, let me trust in His slow work. The work that is for me, a hurried child impatient for home.