Hurry Up And Wait

Life has its incentives. Look at the market-place…some of the “hurry up and get with it” notes:

“Hurry. Supplies limited.”

“Hurry. Sales end in a week.”

“Last time for best prices.”

“Best buy ever…as supplies last.”

“Free apple pies…December 2-5.”

Ah, I bet. I bet you can add some of your own…not on your clock…but ones you can note.

Trigger point…received an e-mail today to say I need to respond in next 24 hours or my order will be cancelled. What they didn’t know is they DID fill the order…so I clicked closed. In a heartbeat.

Today. In the mix of hurry-up, in the mix of cheering for our [read that, my!] favorite team, in the mix of trips planned, in the mix of prayers for those ailing, especially family members, in the mix of wanting the new job to happen…today is the First Sunday in Advent. In the church vocab it is the first day in the start of the new year…church calendar.

Lots of themes to focus upon: love, peace, hope and joy. But. And this is hard for me, even truth pushing contrary to my life rhythm, what I hear in my heart and pulsing in my soul. Is to be patient. To not rush. And. Most of all, to realize God didn’t think of Jesus as a good idea…to be linked with the length of a cubit or if there should be eleven commandments.

Nope. God sent Jesus to give us the best example of how life should be ordered.

So. This morning…I’m not in a rush. Not in a hurry. Not to blur life or deny all its sordid realities—and they are there for sure. Rather, to be still and to know God…and to know that God is patient with me…but also expectant.
That’s it. God is patient and expectant. So, may the patience be part of my life. But not to tarry there. Rather, may I see the ways in which the word/faith can be deeds. Another way to put it…may my life not be deedless words.

A new day. A new year. Right. There’s no rush…but the expectation of our giving life its best face…

Carpe diem.

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About Mark H Miller

Diane and I live in Leander, Texas. This past June 17, 2015 I celebrated the 49th anniversary of my ordination. We returned to Texas after three years in Washington, during which I served as interim minister in Bellevue/Eastgate and Mercer Island. Am planning to begin a 5th novel that will have my protagonist, Tricia Gleason, serve a year in licensed ministry in Snoqualmie, Washington. The novel, "The Lemon Drop Didn't Melt," will find Tricia wrestling with ministry challenges. None of which more daunting than someone wanting her breathing to stop. All the published novels are available on Amazon and Amazon Kindle under Mark Henry Miller. A primary goal in our return to Texas is to make sure grandchildren get lots of attention--here and in Chicago and Washington, D.C. Traveling is definitely an activity that will not slow down. With that, of course, fishing will happen. To that the t-shirt is apt, "I fish; therefore I am." In addition to novels, the book of Blogs, "Voice Of My Heart," is also available on Amazon.
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