Faith In Time
Faith In Time
Isaiah 64:4 “For since the beginning of the
world men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither hath the eye seen,
O God, beside thee, what he hath prepared for him that waiteth for him.”
To wait for the Lord is faith. First, we have confidence in His
character. Then we discipline ourselves not
to sacrifice to the urgent. “God will
because He said He would.” Rest comes
when we sit on His promises. Even standing
takes effort so we sit.
What is the use in jumping the gun? What drives us to pull the trigger
prematurely? Anxiety, with its root in
fear, pulls in control to form the lariat.
Tossing it wildly, we hope to reign in what we cannot control. Off balance, we fall again from the saddle
eating a mouth of dirt as we hear the enemy riding away laughing.
Another failure? Only if we do not learn.
Getting buck fever is a common thing. The young man’s first hunt. Rising at dawn, getting the gear, and riding
out with the guys. Uncasing the bow,
spraying the scent, and walking the woods in hopes of a trophy. Climbing the tree stand and taking his place,
the sun rises while the forest floor comes into focus. Underneath the stand runs a well-worn path
with deer signs. He waits. Just as sleep threatens his eyes, the prize
appears. An eight-point buck saunters in
from the right. Slowly the hunter raises
the notched arrow to his cheek. Eyeing
the sights he draws the bow. The buck barely
in range, he breathes shallowly. Forty yards to thirty, the target struts closer
through the sun’s cast light.
A pause. A prick of the ears to catch an odd
forest sound. The buck steadies himself
as if to bolt. His tensioned arm burning, it cries for release, but the young man subdues it. Patience whispers to wait for the best
shot, but anxiety jumps to shoot now.
Do we get caught in dilemmas like this
hunter? We confess not to know the
future. Conjecture tirades about our
souls gnawing the flesh till it gets blood.
In pain, we seek solace while the waiting lags on. Longsuffering seems to make no sense as a personal
giant cries another threat to our face. “He
can’t be beat,” we say as we duck his blow.
Time mounts its crashing course.
There’s no way out.
Matthew 19:26 “But Jesus beheld them, and said unto them, With
men this is impossible; but with God all things are possible.”
He will work a way to those who wait upon
Him. For those who continually look to
Him for the solution, He does not turn away.
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