God’s Waiting Room

by Joel L, Western Australia

So there I was, sitting in God’s waiting room. It’s a comfortable enough place with lots of people and their children waiting around. There was a big door with the word ‘God’ written on it, with everyone looking, waiting for God to open it.

I looked over and saw Moshe; he’s been waiting for thousands of years and is excited for the chance to see God for the first time. Abdulla has also been waiting a while and is sitting next to Moshe; there is an obvious tension between the two. Bodhi is also there and looking peaceful, if not a bit distracted by an ant, wondering if it’s someone he knew. Finally there’s Chris, who seems to have a quiet confidence that he and his kids will be seen first.

Moshe’s kids are a pretty driven bunch and seem to have a bit of a chip on their shoulder. Abdulla has some troublesome sons who appear to be pretty angry with each other and everyone else – and Bodhi’s kids seem quiet… too quiet. As for Chris, he seems to have lots and lots of kids running around, all doing different things to vie for his attention. None of them looked particularly joyful, healthy or happy, but all of them were determined not to give up their place in the waiting room (you’ve got to have faith, you see).

From time to time they get frustrated with the length of the wait and they blame each other for cutting in or making it harder for them while they wait, but generally they prefer not to comment on the behaviour of each other’s children, lest it reflect back on their own children.

I looked around for something to read (as you do in waiting rooms) and found everyone had their own rule books on how to wait best. They also seemed to have their own ideas as to what would happen once God arrived.

It seemed crazy that they didn’t help each other. After all, they were all in the same place, they were all waiting for the same thing, they all had similar troubles, worries and hopes for their children.

I tried waiting with them for a few centuries but recently started wondering if there was another way. It was only then that I noticed a man walking in and out of the door with ease. I asked the others about him and they all looked away, outraged at his lack of respect for the time they had waited. Others attacked this man’s suggestions that it could be as simple as taking responsibility for yourself and just getting up and walking through. He wasn’t looking for followers, but others saw sense in his words and also started to walk in and out of the door… this got my attention.

A couple of times I stood up – each time I got harsh glares from around the room, so I sat back down and waited a bit longer. Eventually I could wait no more… I stood up and walked though the door. I felt joy, I felt sorrow for having waited so long, and I heard the simplest and most welcoming words: “I’ve been waiting for you”.

448 thoughts on “God’s Waiting Room

  1. We often bring in complication that stops us from enjoying the simplicity of taking true responsibility for ourselves and being willing to live and honour the truth we are feeling within.

  2. Its so long since I last read this that as I was reading it I had no idea where it was leading, but when it got there I was not disappointed. Another beautiful parable this time showing us how daft we have all been and how simple it is if we want to see it.

  3. This blog just put a smile on my face. I’ve read it several times before, but I never tire of the simplicity, playfulness and powerful message.

  4. “I’ve been waiting for you” … simple, beautiful, says it all. It’s there for us when we’re willing to step in.

  5. I have read this so many times and I just so love it every time. What I love about this is that this is so true and funny and silly and how everything, all the angst and tension, seems to dissolve when we hear ‘I’ve been waiting for you’, and He still is.

  6. Thank you Joel I smiled as I read your blog this morning, it is a great reminder how we make choices based on what other people will think of us, rather than simply making choices that we know to be true and trusting ourselves to make them.

  7. Too good Joel, believe it or not this is the first time I have actually read this blog, I thought I had read all of yours many times over, being your biggest fan and all 😉 but today, I was blessed with this, love the last line, it’s so ironic that we can spend lifetimes waiting for someone that is in fact waiting for us!

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