I wait for the Lord; my whole being waits, and I put my hope in his word. Psalm 130:5

When I was three, we lived in a house with a front door that had a tiny door cut into it to peek out at whoever was outside. I can remember one Sunday in particular. I pulled a chair to the door and stood on it to watch for my aunt. She was coming to take me to church. My whole body trembled as I watched her car pull into the driveway. It was a special day indeed.

This picture came to my mind today when I read this verse from Psalms. Waiting is not an occasional glance at the horizon. It’s a concerted effort of focus coupled with anticipation and longing. It’s a whole-body activity. It calls on us to position ourselves so we can see not only with our eyes but also with our hearts.

So, when you come upon a verse about waiting for the Lord, picture a small girl dressed in her Sunday best, standing tippy toe on a kitchen chair, peering out to see God’s promised arrival. Apply all the energy and focus of a three-year-old longing for a special treat to appear, and you’ll be able to see something pretty awesome.

The Lord is faithful.

Don’t lose hope.

Keep watching.

But as for me, I will watch in hope for the LORD, I wait for my Savior; my God will hear me. Micah 7:7