How to Trust God When Life Is Interrupted (Faith in the Waiting Room)
Today was supposed to be blog day. Coffee, keyboard, content. That was the plan.
Instead I'm sitting in an emergency room in Las Vegas. Hard chairs. Beeping machines. And on top of that, it's travel day. Our flight got changed and honestly I'm still not even sure we're going to make it home today.
So that's where we are. Two unknowns running at the same time. And I'm writing from the middle of it because this is the thing I always talk about. Trusting God when your plans fall apart. Except right now it's not a topic. It's just my Thursday.
My brain is doing what brains do under pressure. It's reaching for control. It wants answers, timelines, some version of knowing how this ends so it can start managing the outcome. I recognize it. I've been here before in different rooms, different situations. The instinct doesn't go away. You just get better at noticing it before it takes over.
What I keep coming back to is Psalm 46:10. Be still, and know that I am God. I've read that verse so many times it almost stopped landing. But sitting here right now it feels less like comfort and more like a redirect. Like, stop. You were not asked to figure all of this out. That is not your job today.
Be still doesn't mean pretend everything is fine or go passive. I think it means stay anchored. Don't let fear start narrating the story before God finishes writing it. That's the choice I keep making in real time, in this chair, with uncertainty about the hospital and the flight and the whole day just sitting right next to me.
And it doesn't feel peaceful the way people describe it. It's not a wave of calm. It feels more like a decision. A quiet, firm, not-always-easy decision to not go to the worst place in my head and start making myself at home there.
If you're waiting on something right now, you know what I mean. Test results. A conversation that needs to happen. A door that won't open no matter how many times you knock. The drift toward fear isn't dramatic. It's subtle. It's just your thoughts slowly pulling in the wrong direction. And the only thing that actually interrupts that drift for me is getting something true back in front of me quickly.
That's genuinely why I made the My Daily Bread Scripture Cards. Not for the quiet, well-lit mornings when everything is going fine. For this. For the moments when your bandwidth is already gone and you don't have the capacity for a full devotional and you just need one verse somewhere your eyes actually land. Your mirror. Your laptop. Somewhere that pulls you back before your thoughts get too far ahead of you.
I'm not writing this from the other side. I'm in it. Waiting on the doctor. Watching the clock. Not sure if we're making that flight. Still choosing to stay grounded. Still coming back to that one verse.
If you're in your own version of this today, just know that holding one true thing is enough. You don't have to have it figured out. You just have to keep coming back to what's true.
That's all I've got today. And honestly, right now, that's enough.
