I am just sitting here. The air is going of course with another 100 degree day outside, day 28 or so I think. All is quiet though. Schoolwork is pretty much done, just finished a book today, probably start another on Monday, but here we are in the “in between” time. 
In between. The waiting time. In between jobs, churches, and a lot of other things. Waiting time in my life. Not a bad time. TIme of learning, time of patience, time of even a little rest. Time of preparation for next step, time of mental preparation, time of spiritual preparation, the waiting time.
Some people do well in this time. Some people not so much. Some ask what’s going on, some sit back for a bit and then are busy preparing, some are so lost they don’t know what to do or think, the waiting time. Some have to have a reason to move on, some say its not time yet, some say you have to take the first step, the waiting time. Do I stay, do I go, what more preparations do I have, do I rest and miss something, its the waiting time. The walls start closing in , the boredom sets in because the waiting is longer then expected, the waiting room. 
We have all been there for times in lives. We have had reached a waiting period where things don’t do anything, we just wait. The things behind are done, the things ahead are not ready for us yet, so we wait. We sit and wait, we pray and wait, we stand and wait, we wait, its a waiting time. Its a renewing time, this waiting time. A time to clear your mind and prepare for the future. It’s a time to wait. 







