“I waited and waited and waited for God.
At last, God looked; finally listened.
God lifted me out of the ditch,
pulled me from deep mud.
God stood me up on a solid rock
to make sure I wouldn’t slip.
Taught me how to sing the latest God-song,
a praise-song to our God.
More and more people are seeing this:
they enter the mystery,
abandoning themselves to God.”
Psalm 40:1-3 Message
We wait.
Cry out.
Trust.
It can be when the tragic and traumatic invade our lives.
When we experience loss, an unwelcome guest.
Or it can be a weariness that seeps into life without fanfare.
Sometimes there are no words.
Sometimes there’s not an overt ‘reason.’
We sit with the unspoken cries, the longings, the pain.
We can always think of someone going through something worse.
Tired out from work?
At least I have a job. So many people wish they did.
Caring for elderly parents?
Well, at least I’ve had such loving parents. It’s an honor to get to care for them.
Meeting the needs of children?
So many wish they had a family as we have.
Watching the news and being overwhelmed by the grief in the world?
At least I’m witnessing this and not experiencing it. People are going through so much.
Yes, all of this is true.
And you can still be weary.
The sooner we own our cry… our weariness… our wait, the better.
I realize that it’s been twelve weeks since I last wrote here.
I have heeded an invitation to be silent.
Practicing the spiritual call to listen.
Tuning into my own weariness.
Crying out to God.
I have found that when I needed to speak, God gave words to me.
As I asked, the Holy Spirit spoke through me to preach, to minister, to give a Bible study.
When I needed a word from God for my own soul, God was there, bringing a message through the word of God, a person, a situation.
Then, there were times God simply invited me to sit with no words. To listen to God in the silence.
I wait.
I cry out.
I trust.
Slowly, God re-establishes my footing on solid ground.
Thanks be to God.
Dear friends, how is your soul? Is there some way God is inviting you to cry out for help from right where you are now?
