Generally, my post goes up Friday night. Here it is Saturday afternoon and I’m just now sitting down to write. I could tell you that I’m running late because I have a book due Monday that has been consuming my energies. True enough.
I could also tell you that I had a cold. Also true.
But I’ve also been putting it off because I just don’t know what to say in the face of the gas attacks in Syria and our own military response. The day American missiles flew, my 18 year-old son filled out and filed his Selective Service registration.
I look back and I shudder. I look forward . . . and I just don’t know. There are so many wrong paths, so many destructive choices, so much hate and wrongdoing.
What should we do? I’d love to say that I have eloquent answers, but I don’t. I love to say that I have a detailed plan, but that wouldn’t be true.
Then I pulled up this graphic for today. Trust in the slow work of God.
I took a deep breath. Trust God. Trust that it might take a while. But trust God.
I can do that. I can trust in God while questioning man. I can pray for justice even if I’m not sure how to bring it about. And even if I don’t know the big plan, I can do small things with compassion and love.
I may not be striving forward with confidence today but I am looking to Him. Listening for Him. And acting as His hands on Earth. Trust. Pray. Compassion and love.
Right now its all that I have.