If there’s one thing I didn’t expect in this season, it’s how much waiting would be involved. Building my studio has been a dream for so long, and now that it’s finally in motion, it feels like every step takes longer than I planned.
My contractor, who also happens to be my boyfriend David (haha), is 1300 miles away until further notice.
And here I am... staring at unfinished walls, stacks of materials, and sketches that I keep reworking because I just want to be in that space already.
Waiting is uncomfortable. Especially when your mind is already living in the future. I can picture it all so clearly... the hum of the laser machines, the smell of fresh-cut wood, the shelves lined with acrylic and blanks, the cozy corner where I’ll design late into the night. But right now, all of that is still in my head while the actual studio sits quietly, half-finished.
I’ve been reminding myself that the waiting isn’t wasted. God has me here for a reason. There’s a scripture that has been carrying me through this season...
“But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.”
Isaiah 40:31
Those words hit differently when you’re living in the pause. Waiting doesn’t mean nothing is happening. It means preparation. It means strengthening. It means trusting that His timing is better than mine.
Behind the scenes, I’m learning to lean into this. I’ve been using the time to organize, plan, and dream even bigger. There are moments when I get frustrated... moments when I want to rush ahead and just make it all happen. But then I breathe, and I choose to see this waiting as part of my story. The part I’ll look back on and say... remember how long we waited? Remember how worth it it was when it finally came together?
I don’t want to miss the beauty of this season. It’s easy to wish it all away, but I know one day I’ll open those studio doors and it will be more than just a building. It will be a reminder that the waiting wasn’t wasted... it was shaping me the whole time.
-Lynzee
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Remember the Israelites wondering in the wilderness – they were given all they needed and still complained
They wondered for 40 years because of their WHINNING and GRUMBLING
It is beautiful to watch you grow as my daughter, as an independent , highly motivated entrepreneur, but mostly as a child of God. He is and will use you in ways we can’t see yet. So we wait……