Today Krista is “due”, or more accurately, our son Jude is due. These last days have been interesting, as we have learned increasingly about what waiting feels like. It is good for us. I shouldn’t have been surprised that the songs during this morning’s and last week’s liturgy at St. Bartholomew’s were full of this theme:
From Psalm 130:
I wait for Yahweh; my soul waits for him;
in his word is my hope…
O Israel, wait for Yahweh,
for with Yahweh there is mercy.
From the song, Wait for the Lord:
Wait for the Lord, whose day is near,
Wait for the Lord; keep watch, take heart.
Waiting is especially good for our faith in God. It’s one of those moments when you relearn the truth that you are not in control of everything. It seems simple enough to understand that, but much of my mental and emotional efforts are about trying to gain control of things that aren’t mine to manage.
Waiting for the birth of a child at the end of 40 weeks is one example, but every day brings another opportunity to either relearn trust or to grasp for control.
“My soul awaits…”
One thought on “Waiting”
This quote: “much of my mental and emotional efforts are about trying to gain control of things that aren’t mine to manage”. ugh. why must you always bring attention to the human condition most prevelant at the time of my current and sordid angst?!?!