But that's true for all of us, isn't it?
In work, and in life, we wait — for the job offer, the proposal, a pregnancy. For the diagnosis, a cure, some clarity.
And we weave — an education into a career, our skills into a livelihood, our resources into security.
And while some weaving and waiting are ours to do, most of it is God's.
If we pay attention, we see that it's him doing the weaving. Weaving our friendships into community, our gifts into a ministry, our people into his church. He takes the raw materials of our lives, rough and unshaped, and crafts something beautiful and useful and good.
And he waits. Our gentle and loving God waits patiently for us — waits for us to say yes to him, waits quietly for us to draw near to him, waits confidently for us to open the door he's been knocking on all along (Revelation 3:20).
He knows that in this life we're never a finished product, that we're always becoming something. So God waits, and he weaves, so that we may become ... His.
Because His is who he made us to be.
When the orange soda was gone and peanuts were eaten, we stood to say goodbye and pray with Noshy. In a circle, we gave thanks to the Lord for this man and his family, for how he was able to educate all four of his now-grown sons. We gave thanks for the work of his hands, the ministry of his gifts, and the community he quietly blesses.
And for those peanuts. We gave thanks for those peanuts.
With gratitude and joy,