A season. A time. Fleeting.
The seasons don't always feel so fleeting though.
Often, in the narrowness of my own sight, the painful steps seem endless. The seemingly apparent irresolution of suffering looms continual.
And yet..
In Christ…
Circumstances are defined differently. The seen and the unseen.
“All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field; the grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of the Lord stands forever. “ 1 Peter 1:24-25, Isaiah 40:6-8
The Word of Yahweh stands. Forever.
His Word is the path. And the point.
The waiting (while trodding) requires the emptying. The revealing of the “me”. The pouring it out. The continual surrendering of my plans, my understanding.
But “the time spent awaiting further enlightenment and fuller harvest are meant to bulge with relationship”. (Beth Moore John 90 Days with the Beloved Disciple)
The waiting and the pouring simultaneous with the filling and the overflowing.
Relationship with Christ. We are NOT ALONE.
His Word stands. And never returns void.
Let me faithfully walk the next hour, Father, fully cognizant of YOUR WORD expanding US (You and me—what graciousness!), building US, hearing your Voice: it’s tone, inflection, ITS DEEP LOVE. Knowing fully that this endless path is in fact OURS, Yours Lord and mine. And that the “endless-ness” explodes with glory and peace and abundance in You alone. Let me utter trust and faith into the laughing face of failing circumstance and pain. I BELIEVE in YOU.
Find me faithful. Because of the Faith you so graciously provide.
“Not to us, O LORD, not to us but to your name be the glory, because of your love and faithfulness.” Psalm 115:1
Delight in the Faithful One, dear friends. Irregardless of what you SEE.
Just for one more hour. ☺
