Perhaps it is just the stage of life with a three-year-old or just my love for children’s books but a few days ago a passage from “Oh the places you’ll go” stuck out to me. It refers to The Waiting place:
You can get so confused
that you’ll start in to race
down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace
and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space,
headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.
The Waiting Place…
…for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
or waiting around for a Yes or a No
or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting.
Dr. Suess continues on about all the issues people are waiting on. At Family Promise we meet families in their own waiting place. They have gotten confused, turned around, the path was not quite what they expected. They find themselves waiting, waiting for a section 8 voucher, or a job, or a change, or recovery to be easier, or money from disability or taxes, or doctors, or a way to provide for their babies, or a place to call home. Waiting, waiting, waiting.
It doesn’t come with rhymes or cute animated pictures but with heartache, loss, the pain of change and growth. The passage with Dr. Suess ends with “NO! That’s not for you!” at the end of the page. That section at the end of page doesn’t come so quickly for families. Yet, as they come to Family Promise they are proclaiming loudly “No! That’s not for me!” They wade through change and challenges, working hard for their families and leaving The Waiting Place once and for all.