~~~ Isaiah 30:19-21, 23-26 ~~~ Psalm 147 ~~~ Matthew 9:35-10:1, 5A, 6-8 ~~~
Blessed are all who wait for the Lord.
Waiting is sometime a tedious task to undertake.
So many times we wait for news of medical tests filled with anxiety.
We wait for a return phone call with the test results.
Just this week I was waiting
in the doctor's office with my mother.
The man sitting across was also waiting when his phone rang
cracking open the silence in the room.
The voice on the other end was a doctor informing him that his wife
of many years was being referred to hospice.
Hospice...not many people are waiting
to receive that kind of news.
The man initially listened intently
but soon his tense face gave way to tears.
His waiting was now becoming a very different type of waiting.
His waiting from that moment forward
was the waiting for his wife's last breath.
He would no longer be the witness to her pain, now his wait
was going to be one of letting go of the love of his life.
Letting go of the mother of his children.
Letting go of his lover.
This is not the joyful waiting of an infant birth
this is the resigned waiting of the end.
This poor man whom we did not know
was waiting on the Lord
to accept his wife back to heaven.
This man was plunged into this period of waiting
sitting in a roomful of strangers.
All I could do, as the tears ran down his cheeks,
was to offer him some tissues and express my sorrow for him.
Waiting is sometime a tedious task to undertake.
So many times we wait for news of medical tests filled with anxiety.
We wait for a return phone call with the test results.
Just this week I was waiting
in the doctor's office with my mother.
The man sitting across was also waiting when his phone rang
cracking open the silence in the room.
The voice on the other end was a doctor informing him that his wife
of many years was being referred to hospice.
Hospice...not many people are waiting
to receive that kind of news.
The man initially listened intently
but soon his tense face gave way to tears.
His waiting was now becoming a very different type of waiting.
His waiting from that moment forward
was the waiting for his wife's last breath.
He would no longer be the witness to her pain, now his wait
was going to be one of letting go of the love of his life.
Letting go of the mother of his children.
Letting go of his lover.
This is not the joyful waiting of an infant birth
this is the resigned waiting of the end.
This poor man whom we did not know
was waiting on the Lord
to accept his wife back to heaven.
This man was plunged into this period of waiting
sitting in a roomful of strangers.
All I could do, as the tears ran down his cheeks,
was to offer him some tissues and express my sorrow for him.
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.
His heart was broken...there were no
thoughts of healing right now.
His only thoughts were I knew this was coming.
He did not know his time of waiting was over.
He no longer waited to hear if she would get better.
He no longer waited to hear the doctor say he had a cancer cure.
thoughts of healing right now.
His only thoughts were I knew this was coming.
He did not know his time of waiting was over.
He no longer waited to hear if she would get better.
He no longer waited to hear the doctor say he had a cancer cure.
He no longer waited for their happy times together.
We wait for many different reasons;
sometimes we wait for good, happy things...
sometimes we wait to hear what we do not want to hear.
This man will now be waiting for God
to bind up his broken heart...
to bind up his wounds of loss.
This man will wait for God
to fill the emptiness within his heart.
We wait for many different reasons;
sometimes we wait for good, happy things...
sometimes we wait to hear what we do not want to hear.
This man will now be waiting for God
to bind up his broken heart...
to bind up his wounds of loss.
This man will wait for God
to fill the emptiness within his heart.
Advent is a time of waiting.
Waiting is not as passive as we might expect.
Waiting is time we can use to pause...to take a long look inside.
Waiting in stillness
relying on God because
nothing else really matters.
Waiting is not as passive as we might expect.
Waiting is time we can use to pause...to take a long look inside.
Waiting in stillness
relying on God because
nothing else really matters.
Waiting
precedes either joy or sorrow
Waiting.
Look for the Blessings as you wait.
May we wait in peace.
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