However, there are a few good things that the caf serves, and one of those things are these cute little triangle hash browns that I seriously LOVE. I would eat those things for breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day of my undergraduate career if I could. (Good thing I can't because I've already gained my freshman, sophomore, and junior fifteens).
But seriously those things are the bomb, yet for some reason they rarely serve them on the days I eat breakfast... and by rarely I mean that I haven't had one of those delicious triangles of goodness all semester.
So why am I telling you this story about hash browns??
Well, this morning I wake up, 12 days away from summer (PRAISE), and for some reason those hash browns cross my mind. As I began a prayer for the day I flippantly did one of those "oh and PS God" things at the end and basically said "it'd be really cool if I got some of those hash browns before I left for the summer."
Let's be real. I wanted those hash browns, but I wasn't actually being that serious.
So I get out of bed, get ready, and head to class. Never once did I think back on my prayer from just 30 minutes earlier. After class, I head to the caf as a part of my normal routine, and again, I didn't acknowledge my prayer from earlier in the morning. I get in line for food, and there they are... THE TRIANGLE HASH BROWNS WERE THERE RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME.
The fact that my smallest, most trivial of prayers was accounted for just took me back a step. I made it back to my room, and I just sat on my floor so amazed by the goodness and faithfulness of the Father through the finest details of my life.
As I sat there, I couldn't help but to think of how many other prayers I have prayed (the ones much more serious than of breakfast item) that I have probably just forgotten about because a lot of times I don't wait expectantly for God to answer.
How many times has He blessed me and been faithful, but my lack of faithfulness on my end of my prayer life inhibited me from seeing His goodness? How many times have I been frustrated with God because "He wasn't answering me," but ultimately I simply wasn't listening.
I hurry through life so quickly that many times I don't slow down enough to await an answer. Yet time and time again we are told to "be still" and to "sit before the Lord."
"Let all that I am wait quietly before God, for my hope is in Him." Psalm 62:5
"Return to your God; maintain love and justice, and wait for your God always" Hosea 12:6
"Be still in the presence of the Lord, and wait patiently for Him to act." Psalm 37:7
"For the Lord is a faithful God. Blessed are those who wait for His help." Isaiah 30:18
The list could continue...
Join me in the journey of waiting, the journey of being patient, the journey of expecting... not because I told you a silly story about a hash brown but because the Bible teaches us to do so.
Have a conversation with the Lord today, but instead of just carrying on with your day after saying Amen, take a moment (or two or three) and wait for His response as you would with a conversation with anyone else.
