In the meantime…
In the endless pursuit of some end, we find ourselves chronically forward thinking. Even on the escalator we choose to continue walking up. But what of now? The audacity that I would spend my whole life searching for the future and forget about the present!
God has promised me something. I am not even sure what it is. I often feel like Abraham, a promised son along the way, but my eagerness gets the best of me. I take the present into my own hands as a means to reaching the future. What of patience? What of waiting? Even more so, what of hope? For hope cannot exist unless it is unseen and distant. Hope cannot exist without patience and waiting.
So, God, you have told me to be patient and wait for what you have promised. Hope for that which I am not sure of. Hope for something unknown. But I cannot sit and twiddle my thumbs. Hope will not allow it. Patience will not understand it. So, what do I do in the meantime? What do I do now?
Love.
God, give me the wisdom to see when and how to love in every opportunity you set before me today. And give me the will to do it.
