Seasons is a common word in the body of Christ. We say we are in a season of waiting, a season of warfare, a season of testing, a wilderness season. I have said the same thing, but as I was thinking about waiting, I realized waiting is not a season it is a lifestyle.
Waiting for the wine is called fermenting for the sake of flavor profiles; waiting for coffee beans is called roasting for the sake of pulling out the richness of the oils; and waiting for whiskey or bourbon is called being barreled for the sake of pulling out the notes and colors.
When our waiting is holding out for some promise, then we want the waiting to end and the promise to begin. As I was pondering this idea of waiting, I saw in the spirit a statue with the word promise on it. And I sensed we have made the promise we are waiting for an idol.
Jesus is the promise; God our Father is the promise; the Holy Spirit is the promise. If in our waiting we are not finding Him who is the pearl of great price, we will be waiting for something to happen, rather than finding Someone.
My heart for the past two or more weeks has been crying out, I want You; I want to be one with You; You are all I want; You are all I desire. There is an ache in me not for a promise or prayer to be answered, but for Him. He is my one desire (Psalm 27:4-6).
I sense we have made the promise an idol and He is using the waiting to remove all the idols, so all we want is Him. He is the flavor profile we seek; He is the bold notes we love; He is the one pulling out the rich oils of His character in us. Waiting is not a season it is a lifestyle that makes us want Him. Www.apostolicresourcecenter.org










