What are you waiting for? Why is your mind pressing so impatiently forwards? In this present moment, the sweet sound of birdsong is whispering in your ears and the soft cool brush of breeze is on your face as you exit your house. But your mind has already raced ahead to the challenge that awaits you in the office. Your body is right here, right now, but your soul is at least 50 feet ahead of you. Can you pull yourself together?
This week I’m taking five minutes with the Five Minute Friday #fmfparty gang to write unedited on a theme sent out by Kate Motaung. The word-prompt today is when.
(You can join in too – here’s how.)
Transition is a very hard place to be. You’ll know from recent posts that there’s a lot of change going on in my workplace. It’s easy to feel unsure of yourself and uncertain of the future. ‘When…’ this vacancy is filled, then… ‘When…’ we have a new manager, there’ll be clear direction and goals. ‘When the summer is over…’ ‘when…’
Maybe it’s your finances. ‘When…’ we have saved, or circumstances have changed. Then it will be OK. Then we won’t be struggling to meet the bill payments.
Or a daily battle with energy levels and sanity. ‘When 8pm comes… and the kids are in bed…’ Then I can sit down and have some head-space.
The plumbing goes haywire. ‘When my husband comes home…’ or the plumber fixes it.
We are living in an imperfect world. So much of our lives are lived, mentally and emotionally, in the space ahead ‘when’ it’s going to be better. But we’re still not looking far enough ahead. There will never be complete peace and security here on earth. It’s not going to be perfect tomorrow. Not until Jesus comes.
Perfect is for heaven. Perfect is in his presence.
Not everyone has a better tomorrow, in this life. Some people have intractable suffering, and no guarantees – short of a miracle in this life – that there will be a breakthrough. They can’t evacuate ‘today’ because ‘tomorrow’ might be better. All the indicators are that tomorrow will be as bad, or if not, harder than today. But they can still have a hope.
Their hope is securely fixed ‘when He comes for me…’ All the sickness, all the tears, death, mourning, suffering. All this will be washed away. That’s the ‘when’ to be waiting for.