Waiting on the Lord

God continually surrounds us with just what we need. Our neighbor is quite a lady. Having overcome what would seem insurmountably hard times in her life, she's such a cheerful, peace-filled, friendly woman. I was asking her yesterday what advice she might have for my friend who's really struggling in dealing with her third miscarriage.
Any Christian in a hard time I think questions what God is trying to say through the trial. Go forward? Go back? Turn right or left? Stop altogether? My neighbor says, "Wait on the Lord." What an amazingly simple phrase, good word for my friend, and what challenge to me personally!
As I thought it through and talked about it with my husband, I realized just how often I wait for something in my daily life. I hurry to the gate at the airport, and then relax and wait for the plane. I hurry to call the microwave fixer-guy and then wait on him to come fix it. I hurry down the road and then sit and wait at a redlight.
I've trained myself pretty well to relax once I've done all I can in the day-to-day. When the airplane arrives and I'm allowed to board, it's completely out of my hands, so I can breathe deeply in my waiting area chair and watch the passers-by. I have no choice but to wait on the microwave man, so why stress when I've made the calls and Jason's dug up the reciepts and manuals? So I just think of how nice it's been to have a microwave and bless my grandparents and parents for all the extra time they spent warming things up on the stove and in the oven! And what can you do at a red light but sing a little louder or tickle your toddler's legs? All these kinds of things I've decided are good reminders to 'stop and smell the roses.'
But waiting on the Lord? What? He's always moving, working, doing, so why should I sit still? I want to know which way He's going so I can get on the right page and happily busy myself there with Him. But sometimes He doesn't want me to know how the story's going to go in the next few chapters because he needs me to sit down in the waiting area chair and watch people around me, or relax and remember how good I've had it (as the neighbor advised - see Psalm 71). Or maybe just enjoy where I am right now rather than where I might be next year.
Okay. I'm waiting. Sigh. No, make that a deep breath. I've got it good. Thank you, Lord.