Showing posts with label optimism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label optimism. Show all posts

Monday, March 9, 2015

Waiting...

Waiting.  It seems that the majority of my life has been spent in limbo—waiting to reach adolescence, waiting to legally drive, waiting to vote, and waiting to be loved.  And with each milestone I have reached, I have found another just a little bit further down the road that needed to be attained.  Mountains have been scaled with many a tear shed.  I have shoved past adversity and stared down challenges with much bravado; but beneath it all I have been lonely and frightened, afraid of the shadows that fall at my feet.

When have I waited in hope?  To be quite honest, never; but now I must wait and watch.  Do I know, I mean really know, who or what I am waiting for?  Can I trust the unseen?  Can I trust God?  Questions obstruct my view until I feel as if I am wandering through the darkness with my hands secured tightly behind my back.  There is no way to maneuver through the gloom my mind has created.  Not without God, not without hope.  So, here I wait.

I remember waiting for my dad to die.  Was I hopeful?  Yes and no.  I was torn into a million tiny pieces, scattered throughout a hospital room and down the halls.  I prayed for my dad to die, to be released from the shattered shell of a man he had been and the pain that wracked his body.  Though his death was my prayer, I did not wait in hope but in despair.  Yet, God was there.  I know He heard me.  My expectations were met.  You see, hope is the feeling that what is wanted will happen, a feeling of expectancy.  Many times we desire things to be, but there is no joy in the end result.  Hope is not optimism.  Optimism expects the best outcome or a cheerful result.  Hope fulfilled does not always bring delight.  Hoping my dad would die quickly brought great sorrow, even if it was the desired or best outcome.

And now I wait for my God.  I wait for Him daily to fulfill His purpose in my life.  I wait for Him to speak to my children and for His call on their lives.  The question that comes to my mind is do I wait in anticipation?  Do I believe that what I yearn for will happen?  Do I truly have hope?


“But as for me, I watch I hope for the Lord, I wait for God my Savior; my God will hear me.”  Micah 7:7 NIV