One of my favorite "Calvin and Hobbes" comic strips shows Calvin sitting in school thinking, "I'm not going to look at the clock. I'm not going to look at the clock." The next panel shows him thinking, "One hour must have passed since I looked at the clock last." The last panel. . ."One minute? That's all that passed?" That is me. I have absolutely no patience. I want it when I want it; my time frame not anyone else's. Unfortunately, the rest of the world hasn't gotten that message. God certainly hasn't.
On this night before Easter, I imagine how Jesus' disciples must have felt. Scared? Alone? Feeling abandoned? Questioning Jesus' promise of resurrection? They only had to wait three days to discover the answer. Not too long, but I'm sure it felt like an eternity.
Our creaturely limitations prevent us from understand God's time frame. God works everywhere and in everytime. There is no way that we can even being to wrap our brain around that concept. That is where faith comes in to play. We just have to believe.
This week, I was reminded once again that God does answer prayers. I have been praying various versions of the Serenity Prayer for over two years. A few days ago, I experienced acceptance of a situation that I had been struggling deeply with for a while. I was able to take this sinful world as it is, not as I would have it. It has been a powerful feeling. I know that my struggle for patience and need for things to work on my time frame will be an ongoing personal battle for me. However, it's times like this that give me hope. New life and new resurrection. It's there for all of us.
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