Wrestling in the Waiting
“I will not let you
go unless you bless me.” Genesis 32:26
I like Jacob’s tenacity. Actually, I LOVE Jacob’s tenacity.
He’s in a wrestling match and demands a
blessing before he’ll give up.
24 Then Jacob was left alone, and a man
wrestled with him until daybreak. 25 When
he saw that he had not prevailed against him, he touched the socket of his
thigh; so the socket of Jacob’s thigh was dislocated while he wrestled with
him. 26 Then he said, “Let me go, for
the dawn is breaking.” But he said, “I
will not let you go unless you bless me.” 27 So
he said to him, “What is your name?” And he said, “Jacob.” 28 He said, “Your name shall no longer be Jacob, but
Israel; for you have striven with God and with men and have prevailed.” 29 Then Jacob asked him and said, “Please tell me
your name.” But he said, “Why is it that you ask my name?” And he blessed him
there. 30 So Jacob named the place Peniel,
for he said, “ I have seen God face to face, yet my life has been
preserved.” 31 Now the sun rose upon
him just as he crossed over Penuel, and he was limping on his thigh. 32 Therefore, to this day the sons of Israel do not
eat the sinew of the hip which is on the socket of the thigh, because he
touched the socket of Jacob’s thigh in the sinew of the hip. Genesis 32:24-32
Sometimes the wait is just that…a
wait. Sitting, twiddling the thumbs,
slowly watching the minutes tick by. You know the old saying, "A watched pot never boils."
But at other points in the waiting…it’s
a wrestling match. Wrestling to be patient. Wrestling not to cry. Wrestling to make sense in the midst of chaos. Wrestling to grieve though loss. Wrestling to simply hold on. Wrestling to prevent oneself from
taking control. Wrestling to understand. Wrestling, wrestling, wrestling.
It may seem like a wrestling match in the waiting more often than
not.
And most likely I won’t walk away unscathed.
But I’m going to hold out for the blessing.
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