Sarah, sweet and good. Submissive. Followed her man to a foreign country. She took her dream with her and waited. It seemed to her that she had been waiting for this dream to come true almost all of her life.
Seemed that she had been waiting on God forever.
Waiting on Him to give her the baby that she dreamed of holding and cuddling and tending and loving.
Because God had promised her man, "Look up at the heavens and count the stars--if indeed you can count them" (Genesis 15:5b).
Ok. So, what to stars have to do with dreams and babies? Well, that was God's way of saying that He planned to give Sarah and her man a large family. Um, more like a nation, actually.
Sure God had made a promise; still, God wasn't doing anything. Right?
I mean there were no sons. No daughters.
It didn't seem like God was working.
Sarah waited year after year. Nothing.
So, she gave up.
And that's when she succumbed to the syndrome.
Sarah--tired of waiting on God to fulfill His word--traded the truth of God's promise for lies from the father of lies.
She decided that God was withholding something good from her.
She determined that it was fine to get what she wanted on her own even without God's blessing and His permission.
Definately, not good.
But I have to tell you that I'm susceptible to Sarah's syndrome. It's hard to wait on God when I don't think I see Him working in my life. At those times acting independently of God can appear to be logical or justified. And believing a lie about God becomes easier than waiting for a promise to be fulfilled.
Do you know what I'm saying? I can understand Sarah and how she felt and what she thought and how she tried to manage things herself.
Sarah's dream did come true. God kept His promise. She had that precious baby. And named him Issac.
I believe that God is going to keep His promises to you. And His promises to me.
So, I think I'll put on my jacket--walk outside--and look up at the sky.
I want to see how many stars I can count tonight.
And for each star that I count, I'll wait on the fulfillment of His promises another day. And another. And another.
Because He has the cure for mine and Sarah's Syndrome.