About Me

Van Walton

Fun Facts about Van Walton

My favorite smell: The way the earth smells after it rains.

My favorite sound: The first notes of a grand symphony.

My favorite way to relax: Sitting anywhere outside - on my front porch, on my deck, or by the lake, early in the morning with my first cup of coffee.

My favorite birthday dessert: a Peach cobbler baked by my husband. He’s my fave chef!

I will not eat: Avocado. They turn my stomach into a volcano that never erupts.

Technology I couldn't live without and why: My laptop - it takes me anywhere I want to go.

One thing that makes me smile: My sons' faces!

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My Resources

My book, From the Pound to the Palace, is available for $10
from Proverbs 31 Ministries.

Pound to Palace

My book, Little Halos, is available for $5.99 from Proverbs
31 Ministries.

Little Halos

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Wednesday, July 2, 2008


I like Wednesdays almost as much as I like Fridays. Mondays are hard because I can’t wait until Friday and the weekend. I get through the week remembering that Wednesdays are hump day – over the hump day, meaning only two more days left before the weekend. I feel if I can wait and get through Wednesdays, I have it made!

So welcome to Wednesdays are for Waiting!

Twenty eight women showed up tonight for our Bible Study – Wait Training.

We have been studying the life of King Hezekiah. His story can be found in 2 Kings 18 and 2 Chronicles 29. King Hezekiah had a huge weight on his shoulders: he was responsible for protecting his nation from the rapidly approaching Assyrian army that had defeated and destroyed every city in ins path. Now news had arrived at the palace. Hezekiah’s capital city –Jerusalem was next on the map.

How would we spend his time waiting for his enemy to arrive and attack? He certainly didn’t wring his hands, nor did he pace back and forth on the city walls fretting about the certain demise of Judah.

Hezekiah focused on God. He realized that the citizens of Judah had turned their back on the One True God and had built idols to take the place of God Almighty. Hezekiah knew that before he could expect God to hear his pleas and petitions Judah had to clean up.

First he reopened and repaired the temple doors, inviting the nation to return to worshipping God. Next he rid the nation of its idols. How is God going to hear if the people esteem other gods instead of the one we know to be Lord?

Hezekiah found himself in a predicament. The enemy was outside the city gates. Hezekiah would not surrender to the enemies. Instead he looked up to God and worshipped him.

When we find ourselves in the Wait Room we need to remember that when our life is put on hold, it is a good thing. Waiting is not a waste of time. Waiting stretches, strengthens, and builds.

We cannot become spiritually strong if we allow other gods, idols to cloud our view of God.

While in the Wait Room it is important to ask, “ Who is my God?”

It’s time to choose- which will it be? God or idols.

Are you waiting for your circumstances to change. Maybe it is time to examine yourself. Who is your God?

A lady in my Wednesdays are for Waiting Bible Study sent me this poem. As far as she cann tell the author is unknown. If you know who wrote this, please tell me as I would love to give credit to the one who wrote this.

WAIT (Author Unknown)

Desperately, helplessly, longingly I cried;
Quietly, patiently, lovingly God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate,
And the Master so gently, said, "Child you must wait."
My future and all to which I relate, Hangs in the balance,
and you tell me to WAIT?
I'm needing a "yes," a go-ahead sign, Or a "no," to which I then can resign. And Lord, you promised that if we believe, We need but to ask, and we shall receive. And Lord, I've been asking, and this is my cry, I'm weary of asking, I need a reply! Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate; As my Master replied, once again, "You must wait." So, I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut And grumbled to God, "so I'm waiting... for what?" He seemed then to kneel, and His eyes wept with mine, And He tenderly said, "I could give you a sign." I could shake the heavens and darken the sun, I could raise the dead, and cause the mountains to run. All you seek I could give, and pleased you would be. You would have what you want, but you would not know Me. You'd not know the depth of My love for each saint. You'd not know the power that I give to the faint. You'd not learn to see through the clouds of despair, You'd not learn to trust by knowing I'm there. You'd not know the joy of resting in Me, When darkness and silence were all you could see. You'd never experience that fullness of love, As the peace of My Spirit descends like a dove. The glow of My comfort, late into the night, The faith that I give, when you walk without sight. The depth that's beyond getting just what you asked, Of an infinite God, who makes what you have, last. You'd never know, should your pain quickly flee, What it means that "My grace is sufficient for thee." Yes, your dreams for your loved ones, overnight would come true, But, oh the loss if I lost, what I'm doing in you! So, be silent, My child, and in time you will see, That the greatest of gifts is to get to know Me. And though oft' My answers seem terribly late, My most precious answer of all, is still WAIT.


Anonymous said...

For our good friend the wait is over. I thought you would want to read what Tom wrote about "his bride of 47 years".

Carol Update 26

Carol, “Our Song of Joy” has gone home to her Lord. She left in wonderful peace. All the children and I were by her side. Almost to our amazement, a powerful sense of joy for Carol came over us and we were drawn immediately to reading the following:

I Thessalonians 4: 13-14

And now, dear brothers and sisters, we want you to know what will happen to the believers who have died so you will not grieve like people who have no hope. For since we believe that Jesus died and was raised to life again, we also believe that when Jesus returns, God will bring back with him the believers who have died.

NLT 2nd Ed.

We know that Carol has felt the loving arms of her Savior and that Kenneth, the child we lost between Mark and Dan, was there to greet her with a, “Hello, Mom.”

A Memorial Service is planned for July 8th; visitation from 3:30 to 5:30 p.m., the service at 5:30. In lieu of flowers, you are asked to make checks simply to: “HCC” with “Humanitarian aid, Sudan” in the memo.

For the moment, I am greatly comforted and focused on plans for the Memorial Service. I am sure that in quiet moments, I will experience a great sense of loss. Carol managed to bless us even in the last days before her passing in unexpected ways. The children are also great comfort and our church family continues to love our family in many tangible ways. We/I am blessed.

In Christ’s love,


Sassy Granny said...

Beautiful! I really enjoyed the poem too (so much so that I borrowed it from you for my own post today).

Though I haven't always enjoyed my own waiting times, I can now look back fondly on them to see how amazing was God in and through those times. Isn't hindsight wonderful?


Paige said...

I came across your blog from Charlene's. She was my speaker evaluation group leader at She Speaks. I will be speaking at our ladies retreat on Believing God while you wait. Your post is very helpful and timely. Thanks so much for sharing what you have learned.