I was reminded of the Big Picture this morning. In church we read from Isaiah 25, "O Lord, you are my God; I will exult you, I will praise your name; for you have done wonderful things, plans formed of old, faithful and sure." The author then informs the reader of his vision where strong people will glorify the Lord God, all peoples will enjoy a feast of rich foods and well-aged wines. The shroud of death will be swallowed up, our tears wiped away, and our disgrace removed. "And it will be said on that day, Lo, this is our God; we have waited for him, so that we might save us. This is the Lord for whom we have waited; let us be glad and rejoice in his salvation."
I find this vision echoed in the book of Revelation and probably many, many places in between these two sections of scripture if I would give it more thought.
I find it helpful to remember that I am but one small member of this very large group of people God is in the process of saving. I have to wait, just as everyone has to wait, for the denoument of God's plan formed of old, faithful and sure. For me, waiting at times feels like being in a trap, at other times like a gift. What is waiting like for you?
Below you will see some rock at Barker Dam in Joshua Tree National Park that makes me think of waiting. Whatever has happened to that rock over the centuries mostly goes unnoticed. Yet, people make a great effort to share in its beauty that is forever changing.
What image comes to your mind when you ponder your experiences of waiting?
I find this vision echoed in the book of Revelation and probably many, many places in between these two sections of scripture if I would give it more thought.
I find it helpful to remember that I am but one small member of this very large group of people God is in the process of saving. I have to wait, just as everyone has to wait, for the denoument of God's plan formed of old, faithful and sure. For me, waiting at times feels like being in a trap, at other times like a gift. What is waiting like for you?
Below you will see some rock at Barker Dam in Joshua Tree National Park that makes me think of waiting. Whatever has happened to that rock over the centuries mostly goes unnoticed. Yet, people make a great effort to share in its beauty that is forever changing.
What image comes to your mind when you ponder your experiences of waiting?
RSS Feed
